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By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

My mother says healers are born, not made.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

If you are not trying to hold on to time, you are not so afraid of losing it.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

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

By Anonym 16 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I’m about to haul my packs into a tree to make camp when a silver parachute floats down and lands in front of me. A gift form a sponsor. But why now? I’ve been in fairly good shape with supplies. Maybe Haymitch’s noticed my despondency and is trying to cheer me up a bit. Or could it be something to help my ear? I open the parachute and find a small loaf of bread. It’s not the fine white of the Capitol stuff. It’s made of dark ration grain and shaped in a crescent. Sprinkled with seeds. I flashback to Peeta’s lesson on the various district breads in the Training Center. This bread came from District 11. I cautiously lift the still warm loaf. What must it have cost the people of District 11 who can’t even feed themselves? How many would’ve had to do without to scrape up a coin to put in the collection for this one loaf? It had been meant for Rue, surely. But instead of pulling the gift when she died, they’d authorized Haymitch to give it to me. As a thank-you? Or because, like me, they don’t like to let debts go unpaid? For whatever reason, this is a first. A district gift to a tribute who’s not your own. I lift my face and step into the last falling rays of sunlight. “My thanks to the people of District Eleven,” I say. I want them to know I know where it came from. That the full value of the gift has been recognized.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

To be honest, I'm not much of a drinker. It makes me sick, and I hate that.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I don’t know what the explosion did, but it damaged something deep and irreparable. Never mind. If I get home, I’ll be so stinking rich, I’ll be able to pay someone to do my hearing.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I poke around in the pile, about to settle on some cod chowder, when Peeta holds out a can to me. “Here.” I take it, not knowing what to expect. The label reads LAMB STEW.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I know we promised Haymitch, we'd do exactly what they said, but I don't think he considered this angle.' 'Where is Haymitch, anyway? Isn't he supposed to protect us from this sort of thing?' says Peeta. 'With all that alcohol in him, it's probably not advisable to have him around an open flame,' I say.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

The more likable he is, the more deadly he is.” -Katniss Everdeen

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Because I'm selfish. I'm a coward. I'm the kind of girl who, when she might actually be of use, would run to stay alive and leave those who couldn't follow to suffer and die.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Peeta" I said "Stay with me" I heard him say one word before the drigs pulled me under, I realised later that what he said was 'always

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

You know what I miss? More than anything? Coffee. -- Plutarch Heavensbee

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say. "Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I can almost hear Haymitch groaning as I team up with this wispy child. But I want her. Because she's a survivor, and I trust her, and why not admit it? She reminds me of Prim.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Suzanne Collins

No more kisses for you, until you have eaten !

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I swing my arms to loosen myself up. Place my fists on my hips. then drop them to my sides. Saliva's filling my mouth at a ridiculous rate and i feel vomit at the back of my throat. I swallow hard and open my lips so I can get the stupid line out and go hide in the woods and-that's when i start crying.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I notice her blouse has pulled out of her skirt in the back again and force myself to stay calm. "Tuck your tail in, little duck," I say, smoothing the blouse back in place. Prim giggles and give me a small "Quack." "Quack yourself," I say with a light laugh. The kind only Prim can draw out of me.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

The star-crossed lovers

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I can't help comparing what I have with Gale to what I'm pretending to have with Peeta. How I never question Gale's motives while I do nothing but doubt the latter's. It's not a fair comparison really. Gale and I were thrown together by a mutual need to survive. Peeta and I know the other's survival means our own death. How do you sidestep that?

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Don't. Don't let's pretend when there's no one around.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air. She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent...and right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Winning will make you famous. Losing means certain death.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

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

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

The only indication of the passage of time lies in the heavens, the subtle shift of the moon. So Peeta begins pointing it out to me, insisting I acknowledge its progress and sometimes, for just a moment I feel a flicker of hope before the agony of the night engulfs me again.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. I reach out for him and say something like his name and he's there, holding me and patting my back. "It's okay. It'll be okay, sweetheart." He sits me on a length of broken marble pillar and keeps an arm around me while I sob.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

A fear of the cracked tongue, aching body and fuzzy mind brought on by my previous dehydration creeps into my consciousness.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Es como un juego, repetitivo, incluso algo tedioso después de más de veinte años. Aun así, sé que hay juegos mucho peores.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

If you had hope, maybe you could find a way to make things change,. Because if you thought about it, there were so many reasons to try.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Suzanne Collins

The Mockingjay lives.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

What will break me into a million pieces so that I am beyond repair, beyond usefulness?

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

If you'd been taken by the Capital and hijacked and then tried to kill Peeta, is this the way he would be treating you?

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

The anguish I always feel when she's in pain wells up in my chest and threatens to register on my face.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

They're a little strange, but I'm pretty sure neither of them is going to try to make me uncomfortable by stripping naked.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

It must be very fragile, if a handful of berries can bring it down.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I wish she was dead,' he says. 'I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his word. This is probably overdue anyway since he’s right, we are supposed to be madly in love.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I'm going to wake Peeta," I say. "No, wait," says Finnick. "Let's do it together. Put our faces right in front of his." Well, there's so little opportunity for fun left in my life, I agree. We position ourselves on either side of Peeta, lean over until our faces are inches frim his nose, and give him a shake. "Peeta. Peeta, wake up," I say in a soft, singsong voice. His eyelids flutter open and then he jumps like we've stabbed him. "Aa!" Finnick and I fall back in the sand, laughing our heads off. Every time we try to stop, we look at Peeta's attempt to maintain a disdainful expression and it sets us off again.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

It's hard to hate my prep team. They're such total idiots." - Katniss.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Remember, heads high. Smiles. They're going to love you!

By Anonym 16 Sep

Suzanne Collins

It's old, very old I think. Made up long ago in our hills. What my music teacher calls a mountain air. But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece of time we call today.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Suzanne Collins

It’s a saying from thousands of years ago, written in a language called Latin about a place called Rome,” he explains. “Panem et Circenses translates into ‘Bread and Circuses.’ The writer was saying that in return for full bellies and entertainment, his people had given up their political responsibilities and therefore their power.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

I reach out to touch his cheek and he catches my hand and presses it against his lips.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Suzanne Collins

El Distrito 12, donde puedes morirte de hambre sin poner en peligro tu seguridad.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

What do you think?" I whisper to Peeta. "About the fire?" "I'll rip off your cape if you'll rip off mine," he says through gritted teeth.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Hope, it is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective, a lot of hope is dangerous.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Throw me to the wolves and I’ll return leading the pack. (Katness in The Hunger Games)

By Anonym 13 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Is that why you hate me?" I ask. "Partly," She admits. "Jealousy is certainly involved. I also think you're a little hard to swallow. With your tacky romantic drama and your defender-of-the-helpless act. Only it isn't an act, which makes you more unbearable. Please feel free to take this personally.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzanne Collins

Whatever the opposite of fine is, that's what I am.