Suzanne Collins Quotes

If I'm free, it's because I'm always running.

All teenagers have this desire to somehow run away.

I would rather die in freedom on my way back home than starve to death here.

You have to keep running. I always believed I was going to be safe.

The fish, once escaped from the trap, doesn't go back

I'm doing very well outside the cage.

But I smiled, and smiling was easy, no matter how strange and disorienting the street seemed to be. I was a fugitive. I was a wanted man, a hunted man, with a price on my head. And I was still one step ahead of them. I was free. Every day, when you're on the run, is the whole of your life. Every free minute is a short story with a happy ending.

I was free. Every day, when you're on the run, is the whole of your life. Every free minute is a short story with a happy ending.

Run scared ... and they never catch you.

Please tell me a story about a girl who gets away." I would, even if I had to adapt one, even if I had to make one up just for her. "Gets away from what, though?" "From her fairy godmother. From the happy ending that isn't really happy at all. Please have her get out and run off of the page altogether, to somewhere secret where words like 'happy' and 'good' will never find her." "You don't want her to be happy and good?" "I'm not sure what's really meant by happy and good. I would like her to be free. Now. Please begin.

To avoid discovery I stay on the run. To discover things for myself, I stay on the run.

Reading is one form of escape. Running for your life is another.

It doesn't matter what people tell you. It doesn't matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you're headed in the exact right direction.

She ran out of her marriage the way a woman can run out of a pair of sandals when she decides to let go and really dash.

Do not run away, it is cowardice.

This is the one thing I hope: that she never stopped. I hope when her body couldn't run any farther she left it behind like everything else that tried to hold her down, she floored the pedal and she went like wildfire, streamed down night freeways with both hands off the wheel and her head back screaming to the sky like a lynx, white lines and green lights whipping away into the dark, her tires inches off the ground and freedom crashing up her spine.

Independence was a big, big thing for me. I saw my voice as a way out - when my parents fought, I'd run up to my room, put on The Sound of Music, open the window and sing out. My voice was my escape.

Let's run away to Venice, and hide out in an old movie theater. We can dye our hair blonde, so no one will ever find us!

She knows where she's going, and what she has to do. She could, after all, find her way to Route 95 South blindfolded. She could do it in the dark, in fair weather or foul; she can do it even when it seems she will run out of gas. It doesn't matter what people tell you. It doesn't matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you're headed in the exact right direction.

Nobody run off with her,” Roscoe said. "She just run off with herself, I guess.

But when the strong were too weak to hurt the weak, the weak had to be strong enough to leave.

Ask her what she craved, and she'd get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom.

It took a while for her to figure out she could run but when she did she was long gone, Long gone.

Babies, they learn how to walk and they are already trying to run away. You can't reach the doorknob, you only know us, think it through.

I know you've run away - everybody gets the urge to do that some time - but sooner or later you'll want to go home.