Barbarism? That's ironic coming from a woman helping to prepare us for slaughter. And what's she basing our success on? Our table manners?
Suzanne CollinsI’m in a shallow hole, not filled with the humming orange bubbles of my hallucination but with old, dead leaves.
Suzanne CollinsMostly we just add to the piles of rainbow glass that's been blown off the exteriors of the cany-colored buildings.
Suzanne CollinsIf I'm going to cry, now is the time. By morning, I'll be able to wash all the damage done by the tears from my face. But no tears come. I'm too tired or too numb to cry. The only thing I feel is a desire to be somewhere else. So I let the train rock me into oblivion.
Suzanne Collins