Sunrise On The Reaping Quotes

“I know that every year for my birthday, I will get a new pair of tributes, one girl and one boy, to mentor to their deaths. Another sunrise on the reaping.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“I know one thing, though: The Capitol can never take Lenore Dove from me again. They never really did in the first place. Nothing you can take from me was ever worth keeping, and she is the most precious thing I’ve ever known.
When I tell her that, she always says, “I love you like all-fire.”
And I reply, “I love you like all-fire, too.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“But she was smarter than me, or luckier. She's the one who finally kept that sun from rising.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“Don't let them paint their posters with your blood. Not if you can help it.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“Newcomers land on top.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“Listen, Louella, if you let them treat you like an animal, they will. So don’t let them.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“No one but me will paint this poster.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“I imagine my heart busted into a dozen glassy red pieces, their hard, jagged edges stabbing into my flesh at every beat”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“They hang the man and flog the woman
Who steals the goose from off the common,
Yet let the greater villain loose
That steals the common from the goose.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“I think he believes you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar," I respond.
Snow snorts. "Ah, the homey aphorisms of District Twelve are alive and well.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“It'd be like we did it together. Painted a poster that no one could ignore.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“But how will she ever know that was only a teaspoon of trouble in my river of wrong?”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“The arena's just a machine really. A killing machine. It's possible to outsmart it.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“A dead mockingjay chick, eyes still bright, feathers blue-black in the sunlight, clawed feet empty, on a bed of moss. Lenore Dove stroked its plumage with her fingertip. "Poor baby . . . poor little bird . . . who will sing your songs now?”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“I run my finger over the fine metalwork of the feathered neck. "I wouldn't want to ruin it."
"You won't. That's what it's made for." She touches the snake's head, then the bird's, in turn. "It takes a lot to break these two. They're survivors.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“I am completely in Snow's power and his to manipulate. His puppet. His pawn. His plaything. It is his poster I am painting.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“I lie on her grave and remain there as night falls, dawn breaks, and blackness descends again. I tell her everything and beg her to return to me, to wait for me, to forgive me for all the ways in which I have failed.”
― Suzanne Collins

“Even in my head, my language becomes dull and flat, stripped of the color and music of yesterday.”
― Suzanne Collins

“Snow's gift has reminded us of our frailty and the fuitility of opposing him.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“I roam around the yard like a stray dog, curl up under her window, yearning for her ghost to find me.”
― Suzanne Collins

“If something attacked me right now, I’d let it take me. I know, I know, I just made a deathbed promise to Maysilee to carry on the fight, but I can’t seem to rally. I pat her necklace against my pants to wipe off the blood — these black clothes just never stop giving — and hook the fancy clasp behind my neck to hang there with its friends. I’ve got my own jewelry collection now, what with District 9’s sunflower, Wyatt’s scrip coin, and Lenore Dove’s warring songbird and snake. Why, I’m almost as decorated as Miss Donner herself.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“We will be together always,' I say with conviction. 'I don't know how, and I don't know where, I don't know anything, but I feel that in my heart. You and me, we will find each other, as many times as it takes.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

“Good-bye, Maysilee Donner, who I loathed, then grudgingly respected, then loved. Not as a sweetheart or even a friend. A sister, I'd said. But what is that exactly? I think about our journey - everything from sniping with her in those early days after the reaping to battling those pink birds. I guess that's my answer. A sister is someone you fight with and fight for. Tooth and nail.”
― Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping