I haven’t been on this blog in too long. Oops. There are tonnes of books to come and I have so many notes on my phone of pages with quotes I like that I can’t wait to rediscover.
Anyway, The Hunger Games is finished with. It was a good, easy read and I read the trilogy within a couple weeks, if I recall correctly. It may not be the best of stories, but it was definitely still enjoyable and gave you some things to think about. I remember how one of the thoughts on the series made by one of the actors of the movies (it may have been Jennifer Lawrence, but I can’t be too sure) was how The Hunger Games is like the “reality show” of the future. We take such schadenfreude from watching other people get hurt, make asses of themselves, or fight. In the future, maybe this feeling will revert us back to the time of the gladiators. Probably not, but it’s an interesting though.
danstepich asked: I think Lisbeth called herself Wasp and thought of herself as one because when wasps are surprised, threatened or provoked they really sting you with a ferocity that belies their size.
Hm, that’s a good theory. I’ve sort of given it thought before, but not to that extent. Thanks!
'She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent,' — The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)
'I … I'm no good at this. I'm not my mother. I've no idea what I'm doing and I hate pus,' I say. 'Euh!' I allow myself to let out a groan as I rinse away the first round of leaves and apply the second. 'Euuuh!'
‘How do you hunt?’ he asks.
‘Trust me. Killing things is much easier than this,’ I said. ‘Although for all I know, I am killing you.’
‘Can you speed it up a little?’ he asks.
‘No. Shut up and eat your pears,’ I say.
( … )
’ You know, you’re kind of squeamish for such a lethal person,’ says Peeta as I beat the shorts clean between two rocks. ‘I wish I’d let you give Haymitch a shower after all.’ — The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)
Numerous animals have lost their lives at my hands, but only one human. I hear Gale saying, ‘How different can it be, really?’
Amazingly similar in execution. A bow pulled, an arrow shot. Entirely different in aftermath. I killed a boy whose name I do not know. Somewhere his family is weeping for him. His friends call for my blood. Maybe he had a girlfriend who really believed he would come back … — The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)
To hate the boy from District 1, who also appears so vulnerable in death, seems inadequate. — The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)
Stupid people are dangerous. — The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)
And there I am, blushing and confused, made beautiful by Cinna’s hands, desirable by Peeta’s confession, tragic by circumstance, and by all accounts, unforgettable. — The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)
'They're betting on how long I'll live!' I burst out. 'They're not my friends!'
‘Well, try and pretend!’ snaps Effie. Then she composes herself and beams at me. ‘See, like this. I’m smiling at you even though you’re aggravating me.’ — The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)
You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope. — The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)