I'm cursed with this puritanical streak that makes me want everything to be about something. It's a terrible affliction.

His speech failed to rouse an enthusiastic cheer, but no one dared contradict him.

You two were in a cave together?’ said Miss Simpkins in horror. ‘Yes,’ said Kate, ‘and it was very, very dark.

I know you pretty well." "Better than anyone I think." I smiled. Her compliment was like a gift itself, only more precious than anything that could be bought.

There is a passion in you that scares me.

It's somewhat disquieting that the same parents and educators who are horrified by the notion of child soldiers have bestowed upon 'The Hunger Games' a double mantle of critical praise and global bestsellerdom.

It was as though, in one moment, he had become a stranger. And I a stranger to myself.