Top 500 Suzanne Collins Quotes (2025 Update)
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451. “Smiling is mostly about smiling more.”

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452. “Finnick knows then what Haymitch and I know. About Peeta. Being truly, deep-down better than the rest of us.”

— Suzanne Collins

453. “You call that a kiss?”

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454. “Whatever the truth is, I don’t see how it will help me get food on the table.”

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455. “Winning the Games will make you famous, losing will mean death.”

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456. “Neste momento tens tanto encanto como uma lesma morta.”

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457. “He’s dozed off again, but I kiss him awake, which seems to startle him. Then he smiles as if he’d be happy to lie there gazing at me forever.”

— Suzanne Collins

458. “Time and tragedy have forced her to grow too quickly, at least for my taste, into a young woman who stitches bleeding wounds and knows our mother can hear only so much.”

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459. “I’m not prepared for Rue’s family. Her parents, whose faces are still fresh with sorrow. Her fiver younger siblings, who resemble her so closely. The slight builds, the luminous brown eyes. They form a flock of small dark birds.”

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460. “Did you indeed?” said Ripred. “It seems like only yesterday you were a baby bouncing on your grandpa’s knee. And now you’re starting wars. They grow up so fast.”

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461. “They recognize me. Of course they recognize me. My face is uncovered and I’m standing here outside of District 12 pointing an arrow at them. Who else would I be?”

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462. “I merely feel emptyness. A hollow of dead brush where flowers use to bloom.”

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463. “You know what I miss? More than anything? Coffee. – Plutarch Heavensbee.”

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464. “The only thing worse than fighting a giant scorpion was fighting a giant scorpion who was trying to protect her young.”

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465. “Fine. Somebody else can arrange to get the stupid goat knocked up.”

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466. “His dad said even the cavemen had geniuses among them. Somebody had thought up the wheel.”

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467. “I’m running on hate. When the energy from that ebbs I’ll be worthless.”

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468. “At the moment, the choice would be simple. I can survive just fine without either of them.”

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469. “What a welcome sight. You know, it’s funny how often people forget that presidents need to eat, too,” President.”

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470. “He could have had his choice of any woman in the district. And he chose solitude. Not solitude – that sounds too peaceful. More like solitary confinement.”

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471. “No wonder I won the Games. NO decent person ever does.”

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472. “Living out here, I have found that many creatures would prefer not to fight. But if your first instinct is to reach for your sword, you will never discover that.”

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473. “I’m on a frosting sailboat, tossed around by blue-green waves, the deck shifting beneath my feet.”

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474. “I go back to my room and lie under the covers, trying not to think of Gale and thinking of nothing else.”

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475. “Not daring to flee since my general location has just been broadcast to any killer who cares. I mean, I know it’s cold out here and not everybody has a sleeping bag.”

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476. “I start to crack at four hundred to one.”

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477. “Beauty that arose out of pain.”

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478. “You know, you’re kind of squeamish for such a lethal person.”

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479. “Oh, well. At least my blood is flowing.”

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480. “I do think you’re mad and I’ll still go with you.”

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481. “That should have been my strategy! By the time I’ve worked through the emotions of surprise, admiration, anger, jealousy, and frustration, I’m watching that reddish mane of hair disappear into the trees well out of shooting range.”

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482. “Cleaning me up is just a preliminary step to determining my new look. With my acid-damaged hair, sunburned skin, and ugly scars, the prep team has to make me pretty and then damage, burn, and scare me in a more attractive way.”

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483. “I’m not good at talking about myself.”

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484. “It’s lovely. If only you could frost someone to death.”

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485. “We have to joke about it because the alternative is to be scared.”

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486. “Everyone had learned to despise waste. It was creeping back into fashion, though.”

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487. “I drink in his wholeness, the soudness of his body and mind. It runs through me like the morphling they give me in the hospital, dulling the pain of the last weeks.”

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488. “Remembering from last year how Haymitch’s gifts are often timed to send a message, I make a note to myself. Be friends with Finnick. You’ll get food.”

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489. “A hysterical young woman with flowing brown hair is also called from 4, but she’s quickly replaced by a volunteer, an eighty-year-old woman who needs a cane to walk to the stage.”

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490. “Sorry excuses for hunters and friends. Both of us.”

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491. “It’s not wondering what I breathe in, but who, that threatens to choke me.”

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492. “I’m in a shallow hole, not filled with the humming orange bubbles of my hallucination but with old, dead leaves.”

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493. “I avoid looking at anyone as I take tiny spoonfuls of fish soup. The saltiness reminds me of my tears.”

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494. “No soporto a la gente que se cree moralmente superior. Nadie la soporta.”

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495. “Far below, I can just make out Finnick, struggling to hang on as three mutts tear at him. As one yanks back his head to take the death bite, something bizarre happens. It’s as if I’m Finnick, watching images of my life flash by. The mast of a boat, a silver parachute, Mags laughing, a pink sky, Beetee’s trident, Annie in her wedding dress, waves breaking over rocks. Then it’s over.”

— Suzanne Collins

496. “Man is born free; and everywhere he is in chains.” – Jean-Jacques Rousseau, The Social Contract, 1762.”

— Suzanne Collins

497. “Maybe he’s sending you a message, it says. A message. Saying what? Then I know. There’s only one good reason Haymitch could be withholding water from me. Because he knows I’ve almost found it.”

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498. “What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button?”

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499. “They can pump whatever they want into my arm but it takes more than that to keep a person going once she’s lost the will to live.”

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500. “Technically, I am unarmed. But no one should ever underestimate the harm that fingernails can do. Especially if the target is unprepared.”

— Suzanne Collins