I wrap my arms around his neck, feel his arms hesitate before they embrace me. Not as steady as they once were, but still warm and strong. A thousand moments surge through me. All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my memory, and now gone for ever.
Suzanne CollinsBut collective thinking is usually short-lived. We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.
Suzanne CollinsI wish she was dead,' he says. 'I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best.
Suzanne CollinsAnd then, if you make it to bedtime, you feel the joy of cheating death out of one more day," she said. "Do you see?
Suzanne CollinsOkay, maybe I don't go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but I do care for some people.
Suzanne CollinsIn that one slight motion, I see the end of hope, beginning of destruction of everything I hold dear in the world. I can't guess what form my punishment will take, how wide the net will be cast, but when it is finished there most likely be nothing left. So you would think that at this moment, I would be in utter despair.
Suzanne Collins