Swathed in silk, I feel like a caterpillar in a cocoon awaiting metamorphosis. I always supposed that to be a peaceful condition. At first it is. But as I journey into the night, I feel more and more trapped, suffocated by the slippery bindings, unable to emerge until I have transformed into something of beauty. I squirm, trying to shed my ruined body and unlock the secret to growing flawless wings. Despite enormous effort, I remain a hideous creature, fired into my current form by the blast from the bombs.
Suzanne CollinsHow much better my life has been for knowing him. For loving him, even if it's only in the limited way that I can manage. But I never get the chance.
Suzanne CollinsThat if desperate times call for desperate measures, then I'm free to act as desperately as I wish.
Suzanne Collins