Suzanne Collins: Frases en inglés (página 12)

“I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say.
"Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real.”

“I no longer feel any allegiance to these monsters called human beings, despise being one myself.”

“My name is Katniss Everdeen.
Why am I not dead?
I should be dead.”

“Don't want that, do they?” She throws back her head and shouts, “Whole country in rebellion? Wouldn't want anything like that!”

“You and me Haymitch. Very cozy. Picnics, birthdays, long winter nights sitting around the fire retelling old Hunger Games tale.
-Peeta Mellark”

“Instead, I watch myself get shot on television.”

“Once I'm on my feet I realize escape might not be so easy.”

“Live your life, take chances, be crazy. Dont wait 'cause right now is the oldest you've ever been & the youngest you'll be ever again”

“Katniss?" Peeta says. I meet his eyes, knowing my face must be some shade of green. He mouths the words. "How about that kiss?”

“Maybe the other tributes are out there beating one another senseless. Which would be fine.

- Katniss”

“They're betting on how long I'll live!' I burst out. 'They're not my friends!”

“Underground. Which I hate. Like mines and tunnels and 13. Underground, where I dread dying, which is stupid because even if I die aboveground, the next thing they'll do is bury me underground anyway.”

“I'm almost there, almost to the barricade, when I thinks she hears me. Because for just a moment, she catches sight of me, her lips form my name.

And that's when the rest of the parachutes go off.”

“Katniss Everdeen, the girl who was on fire, you have provided a spark that, left unattended, may grow to an inferno that destroys Panem.”

“Knowing it and seeing it are two different things.”

“Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp.

“I can’t,” he says.”

“I volunteer!" I gasp. "I volunteer as tribute!”

“Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate clean whit his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss out to her in general and calls, "We miss you, Effie!”

“Orange? Like Effie's hair?" I say.
"A bit more muted," he says. "More like sunset.”