Suzanne Collins Quotes

Katniss....he's still trying to keep you alive.

Winning means fame and fortune. Losing means certain death. The Hunger Games have begun.

We're at the crossroads, ... where we need to win to stay alive.

To begin to understand the gorgeous fever that is consciousness, we must try to understand the senses and what they can tell us about the ravishing world we have the privilege to inhabit.

If you try to breathe water, you will not turn into a fish, you will drown; but water is still good to drink.

It's a reality we have to understand. (O'Neal) has to be more diligent. We have to be more diligent protecting him. We need him in the game.

When you play a game of thrones you win or you die.

In the vast game of Darwinian musical chairs, whenever the music stopped there were large numbers of people without a seat—and some smartass had sold them guns.

I used to try to figure out precisely what I was seeing all the time, until I discovered that I didn't need to. If the thing is true, why there it is.

We who run...are different from those who merely study us. We are out there experiencing what they are trying to put into words.

Playing the game is a form of winning the game. In those competitions, we win by being resilient.

He wrote on a piece of paper with his pencil. Psychosis: out of touch with reality. Since then, I have been trying to find out what reality is, so that I can touch it.

It doesn't matter how much his mother loves him; love is not enough to keep any of us alive.

These things you did were like prayers; you did them and you hoped they would save you. And for the most part they did. Or something did; you could tell by the fact that you were still alive.

Not sayin' I'm the richest man alive, but I'm in the game.

Lost in this young world, I'm just trying to navigate See the pie sliced, I'm just trying to grab a plate.

Who's Got Game? The Ant or the Grasshopper? The Lion or the Mouse? Poppy or the Snake?

Life on a lifeboat isn’t much of a life. It is like an end game in chess, a game with few pieces. The elements couldn’t be more simple, nor the stakes higher.

Our people were not happy. I knew at some point we were going to win. It's a little unfair, but that's the reality. To some degree, it became a one-game season for some folks.

Neither can live while the other survives, and one of us is about to leave for good.

We're in a battle for our lives for things that really matter to us. There's a shell game going on like I've never seen before.

Language alone protects us from the scariness of things with no names. Language alone is meditation.

I read a ton of nonfiction. I tend to read about a lot of very extreme situations, life-or-death situations. I'm very interested in books about Arctic exploration or about doomed Apollo missions. I tend to read a lot of nonfiction that's sort of hyperbolic and visceral. And then I kind of draw on my own personal experiences and my own sort of generic life experience, and I kind of try to feed my day-to-day reality that I have with sort of high stakes reference points that I read about. They're things everyone can relate to.

And now I understand that truth casts a spell of its own, one I'm not sure of how to hold on to, though I'm desperate to try.

Usually people are very much focused on keeping their kids alive.