Suzanne Collins Quotes

By-and-large, these are families that are just waiting to get out of here. They are frustrated; I would be, too. I get frustrated at the cash register counter when the paper runs out.

For God's sake bring me a large Scotch. What a bloody awful country.

There are a few things that make me angry. Mostly things not going my way.

I just get grumpy with bad behaviour.

It's pointless to get all huffy about stuff.

I get annoyed a lot with things.

Mom flipped through the magazines like the pages needed to be slapped.

Damn these human beings; if I had invented them I would go hide my head in a bag.

I already killed you once today, what does it take to teach some people?

Oh for god's sake. I'll just carry you.

Oh, for God's sake... get a life, will you?

restrictions create frustrations!

Do I look stupid?" snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache.

Daddy,' my mother asked, 'aren’t we going to run out of gas?' No there’s plenty of god-damned gas.' Where are we going?' I’m going to get some god-damed oranges!

Sophie said a bad word. In the dim light she had stubbed her toe on one of the many dusty bricks piled around the place. Naughty-naughty" Twinkle said. Oh shut up!" Sophie said , standing on one leg to hold her toe. "Why don't you grow up?

You have to be patient. I'm not!

I'm not always a positive person. I wake up grumpy, I read the newspaper and I get furious that the world is still at war.

Will you stop counting!' snarled Zaphod. 'Yes,' said Ford Prefect, 'in three minutes and thirty-five seconds.

I couldn't give a s***! He just can't take it. Good old Jose, moaning again.

I wasn't sure I could make it through another hour of his company without throwing my stapler at his head.

I came to hate the complainers, with their dry and crumbly lipsticks and their wrinkled rage and their stupid, flaccid, old-people sun hats with brims the breadth of Saturn's rings.

Look guys, if you're just going to stare at me, I'm going to bed!

Drivers in a traffic jam, frustrated by each others presence, are not the most amiable of men.

If one more person tells me this is just like old times, I swear I'll jump out the window.

I thank you for nothing, because I understand nothing.