Debadrita Das > Debadrita 's Quotes

“Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray
Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when it's morning again, they'll wash away
Here it's safe, here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“Destroying things is much easier than making them.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“Yes, and I’m sure the arena will be full of bags of flour for me to chuck at people.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, “Music.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“Only I keep wishing I could think of a way...to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“Are you, are you coming to the tree?
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here.
No stranger would let it be if we met up
At midnight in the hanging tree.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

“Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

“I'll tell them how I survive it. I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in things because I'm afraid it could be taken away. That's when I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I've seen someone do. It's like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years.

But there are much worse games to play.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

“I search his eyes for the slightest sign of anything, fear, remorse, anger. But there's only the same look of amusement that ended our last conversation. It's as if he's speaking the words again. "Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had agreed not to lie to each other."
He's right. We did.
The point of my arrow shifts upward. I release the string. And President Coin collapses over the side of the balcony and plunges to the ground. Dead.”
― Suzanne Collins

“And if we burn, you burn with us.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay