Suzanne Collins

Born: August 10, 1962

Occupation: Writer

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Suzanne Collins

Five years later I still wake up screaming for him to run

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You never know. Say the arena's actually a giant cake-" "Say we move on," I broke in.

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My death could, in fact, save him. If it can't, no matter. It's enough to die of spite. To punish Haymitch, who, of all the people in this rotting world, has turned Peeta and me into pieces in his Games....

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I can hear him weeping but I don't care. They probably won't even bother to question her, she's so far gone. Gone right off the deep end years ago in her Games. There's a good chance I'm headed in the...

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I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best." Well, there's no good response to that. I can hardly dispute it since I was walking around with a syringe to kill Peeta when I found them....

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Hey, look at this!" He holds up a glistening, perfect pearl about the size of a pea. "You know, if you put enough pressure on coal it turns to pearls," he says earnestly to Finnick. "No, it doesn't," says...

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The sun persists in rising, so I make myself stand

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Katniss: 'What about you? Ive seen you in the market. You can lift hundred pound bags of flour'. I snap at him Tell him that. Thats not nothing. Peeta: Yes and Im sure the arena will be full of bags of...

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

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I’ve stopped talking because there’s really nothing left to say and there’s this piercing sort of pain where my heart is. Maybe I’m even having a heart attack, but it doesn’t seem worth mentioning.

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When you're in the arena...you just remember who the enemy is" - Haymitch

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He tilts his forehead down to rest against mine and pulls me closer. His skin, his whole being radiates heat from being so near the fire, and I close my eyes, soaking in his warmth. I breathe in the smell...

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Girl talk. That thing I've always been so bad at.

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I'm not flailing now, as my muscles are rigid with the tension of holding myself together.

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

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All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for who I really am. Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly. And I hate him for it.

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Where did they get those screams, Katniss?

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That it's no good loving me because I'm never going to get married anyway and he'd just end up hating me later instead of sooner.

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I take Peeta's face in my hands. "Don't worry. I'll see you at midnight.

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Exactly how am I supposed to work in a thank-you in there? Somehow it just won't seem sincere if I'm trying to slit his throat.

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Why...do you find this...distracting?

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Upon this crown my pledge I give, To my last breath,I hold this choice, I will your unjust deaths avenge, All here who died without a voice.

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Just last year i wanted to kill him, but now it is my duty to save him.

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I don't write about adolescence. I write about war. For adolescents.

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I'm not a very fancy person. I've been a writer a long time, and right now 'The Hunger Games' is getting a lot of focus. It'll pass. The focus will be on something else. It'll shift. It always does. And...

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It's amazing to see things that are suggested in the book fully developed and so brilliantly realized through the artistry of the designers.

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And, my God, the actors. The cast, led by the extraordinary Jennifer Lawrence, is absolutely wonderful across the board. It’s such a pleasure to see how they’ve embodied the characters and brought...

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I'm filled with awe, as I always am, as I watch her transform from a woman who calls me to kill a spider to a woman immune to fear.

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Because something is significantly wrong with a creature that sacrifices its children’s lives to settle its differences.

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My name is Katniss Everdeen. My home is District Twelve. Peeta was taken prisoner. He is thought to be dead. Most likely is dead. It would probably be best if he were dead... - Katniss EverdeenS

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Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay

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And when again it’s morning, they’ ll wash away. Here it’s safe, here it’s warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm

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Swathed in silk, I feel like a caterpillar in a cocoon awaiting metamorphosis. I always supposed that to be a peaceful condition. At first it is. But as I journey into the night, I feel more and more trapped,...

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You've got to go through it to get to the end of it.

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The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up.

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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...

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There's a meeting in Command. Disregard your current schedule,' he says. 'Done,' I say. 'Did you follow it at all today?' he asks in exasperation. 'Who knows? I'm mentally disoriented.' I hold up my wrist...

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We each get fifteen minutes before the Gamemakers to amaze them with our skills, but I don't know what any of us might have to show them. There's a lot of kidding about it at lunch. What we might do. Sing,...

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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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Katniss Everdeen, you have caused a spark, wich left unattended, may cause a spark that could cause a whole rebelion

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They don't own me. If I'm gonna die, I wanna still be me.

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We hand the meat over to Greasy Sae in the kitchen. She likes District 13 well enough, even though she thinks the cooks are somewhat lacking in imagination. But a woman who came up with a palatable wild...

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How about you, Mockingjay? You feel totally safe?” “Oh, yeah. Right up until I got shot,” I say.

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I noticed the plants growing around me. Tall with leaves like arrowheads. Blossoms with three white petals. I knelt down in the water, my fingers digging into the soft mud, and I pulled up handfuls of...

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So, here’s what you do. You win, you go home. She can’t turn you down then, eh?” says Caesar encouragingly. “I don’t think it’s going to work out. Winning…won’t help in my case,” says...

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Lucky thing were allies, right? -Finnick Odair

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We're supposed to be making up this stuff, playing at being in love, not actually being in love.

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This perplexing, good natured boy who can spin out lies so convincingly to be hopelessly in love with me ... and I admit it there are moments when he makes me believe it myself.

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I’m stopped by the sight of Finnick kissing Peeta.

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But I feel as if I did know Rue, and she'll always be with me. Everything beautiful brings her to mind. I see her in the yellow flowers that grow in the Meadow by my house. I see her in the Mockingjays...

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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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I know he was desperate. That makes people do all kinds of crazy things.

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No one will forget me. Not my look, not my name. Katniss. The girl who was on fire.

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hey. I just wanted to make sure you got home," I say. "Katniss, I live three houses away from you," he says.

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Maybe everyone is just trying to protect me by lying to me. I don't care. I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good.

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I don't know what it is with Finnick and bread, but he seems obsessed with handling it.

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You would think after all the hours I’d spent with Gale– watching him talk and laugh and frown– that I would know all there was to know about his lips. But I hadn’t imagined how warm they would...

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Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay And when it's morning again, they'll wash away Here it's safe, here it's warm Here the daisies...

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Did you love Annie right away, Finnick?" I ask. "No." A long time passes before he adds, "She crept up on me.

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Im still betting on you. - Cinna.

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Then I get it, what it means. At least, for me. District 12 only has three existing victors to choose from. Two male. One female... I am going back into the arena.

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It'd be better if he were easier to hate.

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Since Mags seems to have no ill effects from the nuts, Peeta collects bunches of them and fries them by bouncing them off the force field.

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Nerrissa? You believe her? Well, you at least have to credit her with a certain instability! Remember when she told you that I was going to take over the Fount with and army of Lobsters?" said Ripred....

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He never lets go of Annie's hand. Not when they walk, not when they eat. I doubt he ever plans to.

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My little sister, Prim, curled up on her side, cocooned in my mother’s body, their cheeks pressed together. In sleep, my mother looks younger, still worn but not so beaten-down. Prim’s face is as fresh...

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Peeta looks me right in the eye and gives my hand what I think is meant to be a reassuring squeeze. Maybe it's just a nervous spasm.

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People deal with me, but they are genuinely fond of Prim. Maybe there will be enough fondness to keep her alive.

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Oh, well. At least my blood is flowing.

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There's always hand-to-hand combat. All you need is to come up with a knife, and you'll at least stand a chance. If I get jumped, I'm dead!" I can hear my voice rising in anger. "But you won't! You'll...

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We follow instructions to my destination, a chamber for my preparation.

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Something keeps me moving forward, though. A lifetime of watching the Hunger Games lets me know that certain areas of the arena are rigged for certain attacks. And that if I can just get away from this...

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

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If your parent is deployed and you are that young, you spend the whole time wondering where they are and waiting for them to come home. As time passes and the absence is longer and longer, you become more...

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My guess is that fearful events are the hardest to root out. They're the ones we naturally remember the best, after all.

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Here began countless days of hunting and snaring, fishing and gathering, roaming together through the woods, unloading our thoughts while we filled our game bags. This was the doorway to both sustenance...

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District 12. Where you can starve to death in safety," I mutter. Then I glance quickly over my shoulder. Even here, in the middle of nowhere, you worry someone might overhear you.

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for some reason Gale and Peeta do not coexist well in my thoughts.

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Sometimes, when I clean a kill, I feed Buttercup the entrails. He has stopped hissing at me. Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love.

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As long as you can find yourself, you’ll never starve.

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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.

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It’s the first time I’ve ever kissed a boy, which should make some sort of impression I guess, but all I can register is how unnaturally hot his lips are from the fever.

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Star-crossed lovers desperate to get home together. Two hearts beating as one. Romance.

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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.

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

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Doors are for those who lack enemies.

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Most rats read. Our frustration is, we cannot hold a pen to write.

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The rat was merely trying to sleep. Believe me, pup, if I had wanted to kill you we wouldn’t be having this conversation,” said Ripred.

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There's no going back. So we might as well get on with things.

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The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest down through my body out along my arms and legs to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me the kisses have the opposite effect...

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Ripred sighed. 'I suppose so. You and I seem to end up doing everything. Shall we say four members for each delegation?' 'Why not?' Luxa said. 'Four can be as stupid as ten. No need to crowd the room.'...

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It's ideal really. They will come up with a plan. No one will like it. Everyone will feel they have been treated unfairly, but will be happy that their neighbors feel the same. And that is the nature of...

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People don't need wings to survive" "Mockingjays do.

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Haymitch in my head full-time. Horrifying

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Do you really know what's going on And if you don't... find out

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Well, I knew that goat would be a little gold mine," I say. Yes, of course I was referring to that, not the lasting joy you gave your sister you love so much you took her place in the reaping," says Peeta...

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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...

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Each time I wake,I think, At last, this is over, but it isn't.

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Either you came in here a swimmer or you'd better be a really fast learner

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Something inside me twists as I remember another voice. Rue. In the arena. When I gave her the leg of groosling. “Oh, I've never had a whole leg to myself before.” The disbelief of the chronically...

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Taking the kids from our districts, forcing them to kill one another while we watch – this is the Capitol’s way of reminding us how totally we are at their mercy. How little chance we would stand of...

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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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Even in war there should be lines you didn't cross.

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And don't you let your guard down for a second because you think anything's inevitable.

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It's just me and the Bane. And I'm fighting him because he killed all of those innocent mice and people, and I have to stop him. Not because Sandwich says so but because I say so.

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If you hit bottom, there's a whole lot of people here to help you up

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The pounding music, the cheers, the admiration work their way into my blood, and I can’t suppress my excitement. Cinna has given me a great advantage. No one will forget me. Not my look, not my name....

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Winning means fame and fortune. Losing means certain death. The Hunger Games have begun…

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Yes, I’m a mouse. Squeak, squeak. Now shoo-shoo back to your little bug friends,” said Rirped, picking up a hunk of dried beef. He tore a off a piece with his teeth and noticed Boots hadn’t moved....

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My name is Katniss Everdeen. Why am I not dead? I should be dead.

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My lips are just forming his name when his fingers lock around my throat.

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Haymich finally drops the good-natured act. "you know who else, Katniss. You know who stepped up first." Of course I do. Gale.

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They hadn’t counted on the highly controlled jabberjay having the brains to adapt to the wild, to pass on its genetic code, to thrive in a new form. They hadn’t anticipated its will to live.

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Cinna just smiles. 'Had a damp morning?' 'You could wring me out,' I reply. Cinna puts his arm around my shoulder and leads me into lunch. ' Don't worry, I always channel my emotions into my work. That...

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What do I mean when I say I love Gale? I don't know. I did kiss him last night, in a moment when my emotions were running so high. But I'm sure he doesn't remember it. Does he? I hope not. If he does,...

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Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.

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They can fatten me up. They can give me a full body polish, dress me up, and make me beautiful again. They can design dream weapons that come to life in my hands, but they will never again brainwash me...

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I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. “No, don’t let go of me,” he says.

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In our world, I rank music somewhere between hair ribbons and rainbows in terms of usefulness.

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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....

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I'm very hard to catch," says Rue. "And if they can't catch me, they can't kill me. So don't count me out.

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By the way, I know about the kiss." Then the door clicks shut behind him.

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They'll be granted immunity!" I feel myself rising from my chair, my voice full of resonant. "You will personally pledge this in front of the entire population of District Thirteen and the remainder of...

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Of course you are. The tributes were necessary to the Games, too. Until they weren't," I say. "And then we were very disposable - right, Plutarch?

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In my mind, President Snow should be viewed in front of marble pillars hung with oversized flags. It's jarring to see him surrounded by the ordinary objects in the room. Like taking the lid off a pot and...

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but it's not safe and I can feel him slipping away, so I just get out one more sentence. "Stay with me." As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back but I don't catch it.

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Isn't it strange that I know you'd risk your life to save mine, but I don't even know what your favorite color is?

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I know. I was hoping," I say. "Exactly. Because you're desperate," says Haymitch. I don't argue because, of course, he's right.

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My sleep wasn't peaceful, though. I have the sense of emerging from a world of dark, haunted places where I traveled alone.

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Anyway, even if she's sugarcoating my good points, I appreciate it. Frankly, I could use a little sugarcoating.

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I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away.

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The ones I loved fly as birds in the open sky above me. Soaring, weaving, calling to me to join them. I want so badly to follow them, but the seawater saturates my wings, making it impossible to lift them....

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

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Yeah, about that,” says Peeta, entwining his fingers in mine. “Don’t try something like that again.” “Or what?” I ask. “Or . . . or . . .” He can’t think of anything good. “Just give...

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We could do it, you know." "What?" "Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it.

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I can feel Peeta press his forehead into my temple and he asks, 'So now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?' I turn into him. 'Put you somewhere you can't get hurt.

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Just remember, stealing's punishable by death

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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.

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Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor.

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What? My head doctor says I'm not supposed to censor my thoughts. It's part of my therapy.

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I'm more than just a piece in their Games.

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turn and turn and turn again you see the what, but not the when remedy and wrong entwine and so they form a single vine

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One more time? For the audience?" he says. His voice isn't angry. It's hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the bread is slipping away from me. I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for...

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Live your life, take chances, be crazy. Dont wait 'cause right now is the oldest you've ever been & the youngest you'll be ever again

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If he wants me broken, then I will have to be whole.

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I don't want to lose the boy with the bread.

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How much energy they put into harming each other. How little into saving.

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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.

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Sick and disoriented, I'm able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life.

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And then he gives me a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me.

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I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun.

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It crosses my mind that Cinna's calm and normal demeanor masks a complete madman.

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You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.

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You’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug.

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For me, it's better to wake up with a paintbrush than a knife in my hand. -Peeta

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It's strange to be so physically close to someone who's so distant

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Just because people starve in a book, doesn't mean that we will starve in the future....

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Orange? Like Effie's hair?" I say. "A bit more muted," he says. "More like sunset.

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Your only defense can be you were so madly in love you weren't responsible for your actions.

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I'm not good at talking about myself.

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Obviously this person's a hazard. Stupid people are dangerous.

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If I'm going to cry, now is the time. By morning, I'll be able to wash all the damage done by the tears from my face. But no tears come. I'm too tired or too numb to cry. The only thing I feel is a desire...

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If you die and i live there's no life for me back in District 12. You're my whole life. I would never be happy again.

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Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable.

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I don't know how to say it exactly. Only...I want to die as myself. Does that make any sense?' he asks. I shake my head. How could he die as anyone but himself. 'I don't want them to change me in there....

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This is what birds see. Only they're free and safe. The very opposite of me.

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I send a silent thank-you to Dalton for suggesting I wash off the makeup. How ridiculous, how perverse I would feel presenting that painted Capitol mask to these people. The damage, the fatigue, the imperfections....

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That what?" "That I knew i misjudged you. That you love him. I'm not saying In what way. Maybe you don't know yourself. But anyone paying attention could see how much you care about him," he says gently.

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Anyone? On Snow's visit before the Victory Tour, he challenged me to erase any doubts of my love for Peeta. "Convince me," Snow said. It seems, under that hot pink sky with Peeta's life in limbo, I finally...

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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...

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It's impossible to be the Mockingjay. Impossible to complete even this one sentence. Because now I know that everything I say will be directly taken out on Peeta. Result in his torture. But not his death,...

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My voice, at first rough and breaking on the high notes, warms up into something splendid. A voice that would make the mockingjays fall silent and then tumble over themselves to join in.

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Maybe . . . because for the first time . . . there was a chance I could keep him,” I say. “So now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?” “Put you somewhere you can't get hurt.”...

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Peeta smiles and douses Haymitch's knife in white liquor from a bottle on the floor. He wipes the blade clean on his shirt tail and slices the bread. Peeta keeps all of us in fresh baked goods. I hunt....

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

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Suddenly I am furious, that with my life on the line, they don’t even have the decency to pay attention to me. That I’m being upstaged by a dead pig.

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Want a sugar cube? [...] They're supposed to be for the horses, but who cares? They've got years to eat sugar, whereas you and I . . . well, if we see something sweet we better grab it quick. [...] You're...

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Never underestimate the power of a brillian stylist.

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I don't have a talent, unless you count hunting illegally, which they don't. Or maybe singing, which I wouldn't do for the Capitol in a million years. My mother tried to interest me in a variety of suitable...

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

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So Haymitch, what do you think of the games have one hundred percent more competitors than usual?” asks Caesar. Haymitch shrugs. “I don’t see that it makes that much difference. They’ll still be...

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But because two can play at this game, I stand on tiptoe and kiss his cheek. Right on his bruise.

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I'm unaware that my feet are moving to the table until I'm inches from the holograph. My hand reaches in and cups a rapidly blinking green light. Someone joins me, his body tense. Finnick, of course. Because...

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Stay with me. Always.

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I don’t want anyone with me today. Not even him. Some walks you have to take alone.

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

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I’m in pain. That’s the only way I get your attention

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Suzanne Collins

Making knots. Making knots. No word. Making knots. Tick-tock. This is a clock. Do not think of Gale. Do not think of Peeta. Making knots.

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Suzanne Collins

I guess there isn’t a rule book for what might be unacceptable to do to another human being.

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Suzanne Collins

And it’s all my fault, Gale. Because of what I did in the arena. If I had just killed myself with those berries, none of this would’ve happened. Peeta could have come home and lived, and everyone else...

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Suzanne Collins

It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.

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Suzanne Collins

They play in the Meadow. The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes. The boy with blond curls and gray eyes, struggling to keep up with her on his chubby toddler legs. It took five, ten, fifteen...

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Suzanne Collins

As coal pressured into pearls by our weighty existence. Beauty that arose out of pain.

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Suzanne Collins

In that one slight motion, I see the end of hope, beginning of destruction of everything I hold dear in the world. I can't guess what form my punishment will take, how wide the net will be cast, but when...

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Suzanne Collins

Kind people have a way of working their way inside me and rooting there.

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Suzanne Collins

He became my confidante, someone with whom I could share thoughts I could never voice...In exchange, he trusted me with his.

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Suzanne Collins

If you appeal to the crowd, either by being humorous or brutal or eccentric, you gain favor.

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Suzanne Collins

They're already taking my future! They can't have the things that mattered to me in the past!

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Suzanne Collins

My mother says healers are born, not made.

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Suzanne Collins

I realize, for the first time, how very lonely I've been in the arena. How comforting the presence of another human being can be.

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Suzanne Collins

Destroying things is much easier than making them.

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Suzanne Collins

So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.

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Suzanne Collins

The numbness of his loss had passed, and the pain would hit me out of nowhere, doubling me over, racking my body with sobs. Where are you? I would cry out in my mind. Where have you gone? Of course, there...

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Suzanne Collins

To the everlasting credit of the people of District 12, not one person claps. Not even the ones holding betting slips, the ones who are usually beyond caring. Possibly because they know me from the Hob,...

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Suzanne Collins

Something inside me shuts down and I'm too numb to feel anything. It's like watching complete strangers in another Hunger Games. But I do notice they omit the part where I covered her in flowers. Right....

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Suzanne Collins

In the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too.

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Suzanne Collins

I'm so sorry," I whisper. I lean forward and kiss him. His eyelashes flutter and he looks at me through a haze of opiates. "Hey, Catnip." "Hey, Gale," I say. "Thought you'd be gone by now," He says. My...

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Suzanne Collins

So at least half the victors have instructed their mentors to request you as an ally. I know it can't be your sunny personality.” “They saw her shoot,” says Peeta with a smile. “Actually, I saw...

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Suzanne Collins

Hey, Finnick, come on in! We figured out how to make you pretty again!

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Suzanne Collins

Peeta rinses the pearl off in the water and hands it to me. “For you.” I hold it out on my palm and examine its iridescent surface in the sunlight. Yes, I will keep it. For the few remaining hours...

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Suzanne Collins

I really can't think about kissing when I've got a rebellion to incite.

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Suzanne Collins

But it's Posy, Gale's five-year-old sister, who helps the most. She scoots along the bench to Octavia and touches her skin with a tentative finger. “You're green. Are you sick?” “It's a fashion thing,...

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Suzanne Collins

I'm trying to think of a witty comeback, when Boggs says brusquely, “Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear.” I decide to go ahead and like Boggs.

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Suzanne Collins

I cover my face with my arms because this isn't happening. It isn't possible. For someone to make Peeta forget he loves me . . . no one can do that.

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Suzanne Collins

Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the Capitol. We're very familiar with each other's screams.” Annie, who's on Johanna's other side, does that thing where she covers her ears and exits reality. Finnick...

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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.

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Suzanne Collins

He hasn't accepted his death. He is already fighting hard to stay alive. Which also means that kind Peeta Mellark, the boy who gave me bread, is fighting hard to kill me.

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Suzanne Collins

Really, the combination of the scabs and the ointment looks hideous. I can't help enjoying his distress. "Poor Finnick. Is this the first time in your life you haven't looked pretty?" I say. "It must be....

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Suzanne Collins

I turn and put my lips close to Peeta's and drop my eyelids in imitation... "He offered me sugar and wanted to know all my secrets," I say in my best seductive voice.

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Suzanne Collins

Knowing it and seeing it are two different things.

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Suzanne Collins

Beetee is still messing round the tree, doing I don't know what. At one point he snaps off a sliver of bark, joins us, and throws it against the force field. It bounces back and lands on the ground, glowing....

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Suzanne Collins

So that's who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.

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Suzanne Collins

You don't destroy what you want to acquire in the future.

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Suzanne Collins

If I feel ragged, my prep team seems in worse condition, knocking back coffee and sharing brightly colored little pills. As far as I can tell, they never get up before noon unless there's some sort of...

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Suzanne Collins

But some secrets are too delicious not to share.

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Suzanne Collins

The rules of the Hunger Games are simple. In punishment for the uprising, each of the twelve districts must provide one girl and one boy, called tributes, to participate. The twenty-four tributes will...

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Suzanne Collins

Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.

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Suzanne Collins

Flight is essential, but I can't let my fear show.

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Suzanne Collins

A need for revenge can burn long and hot. Especially if every glance in a mirror reinforces it.

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Suzanne Collins

The idea of being strong for someone else having never entered their heads, I find myself in the position of having to console them. Since I'm the person going in to be slaughtered, this is somewhat annoying.

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Suzanne Collins

And it takes so much energy to stay angry with someone who cries so much.

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Suzanne Collins

I always channel my emotions into my work. That way, I don't hurt anyone but myself.

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Suzanne Collins

I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.

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Suzanne Collins

The air's warm with hopeful hints of spring in it. Spring would be a good time for an uprising, I think. Everyone feels less vulnerable once winter passes.

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Suzanne Collins

Now he's [Cinna] arranging things around my living room: Clothing, fabrics, and sketchbooks with designs he's drawn. I pick one up and examine one of the dresses I supposedly created. You know, I think...

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Suzanne Collins

Courage only counts when you can count.

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Suzanne Collins

You and me Haymitch.Very cozy.Picnics, birthdays, long winter nights sitting around the fire retelling old Hunger Games tale. -Peeta Mellark

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Suzanne Collins

Not exactly. You see, Portia and I think that the coal miner thing's very overdone. No one will remember you in that. And we both see it has our job to make District 12 tributes unforgettable,' says Cinna....

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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....

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Suzanne Collins

I mean I know it's cold out here and not everybody has a sleeping bag. But when you grit your teeth and stick it out until dawn!

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Suzanne Collins

I had to do that. At least once.

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Suzanne Collins

maybe it's that we are all so starved for something good to happen that we want to be a part of it.

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Suzanne Collins

I'm running on hate. When the energy from that ebbs I'll be worthless.

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Suzanne Collins

But I have to confess, I'm glad you two had at least a few months of happiness together." I'm not glad," says Peeta. "I wish we had waited until the whole thing was done officially." This takes even Caesar...

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Suzanne Collins

Birds are settling down for the night, singing lullabies to their young.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

You're hideous, you know that, right?

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No, you won her over. Gave up everything for her. Maybe that's the only way to convince her you love her.

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Suzanne Collins

We star-crossed lovers of District 12, who suffered so much and enjoyed so little the rewards of our victory, do not seek our fans' favor, grace them with our smiles, or catch their kisses. We are unforgiving....

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Suzanne Collins

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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I volunteer!" I gasp. "I volunteer as tribute!

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Suzanne Collins

The arenas are historic sites, preserved after the Games. Popular destinations for Capitol residents to visit, to vacation. Go for a month, rewatch the Games, tour the catacombs, visit the sites where...

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Suzanne Collins

I curl up, make myself smaller, try to disappear entirely. Wrapped in silence, I slide my bracelet that reads 'mentally disoriented' around and around my wrist.

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Suzanne Collins

We had to save you because you're the mockingjay, Katniss," says Plutarch. "While you live, the revolution lives.

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Suzanne Collins

I can hear President Snow's voice in my head. 'On the seventy-fifth anniversary, as a reminder to the rebels that even the strongest among them cannot overcome the power of the capital, the male and female...

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Suzanne Collins

Once I'm on my feet i realize escape might not be so simple, panic begins to set in. i can't stay here. flight is essential but i can't let my fear show. Winning means fame and fortune, losing mean certain...

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Suzanne Collins

Listen up. You're in trouble. Word is the Capitol's furious about you showing them up in the arena. The one thing they can't stand is being laughed at and they're the joke of Panem

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Suzanne Collins

Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, “Music.

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Suzanne Collins

Peeta looks at the glass again and puts it together. "You mean this will make me puke?" My prep team laughs hysterically. "Of course, so you can keep eating," says Octavia. "I've been in there twice already....

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Suzanne Collins

We have to joke about it because the alternative is to be scared

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Suzanne Collins

Because...because...she came here with me.

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Suzanne Collins

My mother just wanted me to forget it. So, of course, every word was immediately, irrevocably branded into my brain.

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Suzanne Collins

No. Now, shut up and eat your pears.

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss, the girl who was on fire!

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For a second, I'm afraid he's dying. I have to remind myself that I don't care.

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Suzanne Collins

My mockingjay pin now lives with Cinna's outfit, but there's the gold locket and the silver parachute with the spile and Peeta's pearl. I knot the pearl into the corner of the parachute, bury it deep in...

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Suzanne Collins

No one really needs me," he says, and there is no self-pity in his voice. It's true his family doesn't need him. They will mourn him, as will a handful of friends. But they will get on. Even Haymitch,...

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Suzanne Collins

It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death.

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Suzanne Collins

Yes, and I’m sure the arena will be full of bags of flour for me to chuck at people.

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Suzanne Collins

The bird, the pin, the song, the berries, the watch, the cracker, the dress that burst into flames. I am the mockingjay. The one that survived despite the Capitol's plans. The symbol of the rebellion.

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Suzanne Collins

The morphlings from District 6 are in the camouflage station, painting each other's faces with bright pink swirls.

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Suzanne Collins

I don't care if you got knocked up. I can still rip your throat out

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Suzanne Collins

We could do it, you know.

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Suzanne Collins

The cat that Prim got hates me, I think partly because I tried to drown it.

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Suzanne Collins

Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says.

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Suzanne Collins

I try to forgive her for my father's sake. But to be honest, I'm not the forgiving type.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

Tomorrow's a hunting day," I say. "I won't be much of a help with that," Peeta says. "I've never hunted before." "I'll kill and you cook," I say. "And you can always gather." "I wish there was some sort...

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Suzanne Collins

Since my father died and I stopped trusting my mother, no one else's arms have made me feel this safe.

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Suzanne Collins

So what I'd really like is to try and conceal him somewhere safe, then go hunt, and come back and collect him. But I have a feeling his ego isn't going to go for that suggestion.

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Suzanne Collins

Having an eye for beauty isn't the same thing as a weakness...except possibly when it comes to you.

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Suzanne Collins

It's weird, how much he's noticed me... And apparently, I have not been as oblivious to him as I imagined, either.

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Suzanne Collins

Taking the kids from our districts, forcing them to kill one another while we watch – this is the Capitol’s way of reminding us how totally we are at their mercy.

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Suzanne Collins

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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Suzanne Collins

Finnick:" Good to see you, Peeta." Peeta:" You be nice to her, Finnick. Or I might try and take her away from you." It could be a joke, if the tone wasn't so cold. Everything it conveys is wrong. The open...

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Suzanne Collins

You’re not leaving me here alone,” I say. Because if he dies, I’ll never go home, not really. I’ll spend the rest of my life in this arena, trying to think my way out.

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Suzanne Collins

I have been keeping track of the boy with the bread.

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Suzanne Collins

Better not to give in to it.

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Suzanne Collins

Want a sugar cube?" he asks in his old seductive voice. That's how we met, with Finnick offering me sugar. Surrounded by horses and chariots, costumed and painted for the crowds, before we were allies....

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Suzanne Collins

You know, I think this is the first time we've ever done anything normal together.

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Suzanne Collins

I pull an arrow, whip the notch into place, and am about to let it fly when I'm stopped by the sight of Finnick kissing Peeta. And it's so bizarre, even for Finnick.

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Suzanne Collins

Scores only matter if they’re very good, no one pays much attention to the bad or mediocre ones.

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Suzanne Collins

And so I'm stupid for thinking they might be useful. Because of something Johanna Mason said while she was oiling her breasts for wrestling.

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Suzanne Collins

What about you?" "Not a clue. I keep wishing I could bake a cake or something.

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Whose is it, do you think?" I say finally. "No telling," says Finnick. "Why don't we let Peeta claim it, since he died today?

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Suzanne Collins

I go to the saltwater and wash off the blood, trying to decide which I hate more, pain or itching. Fed up, I stomp back onto the beach, turn my face upward and snap, "Hey, Haymitch, if you're not too drunk,...

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Suzanne Collins

Really? What did you cost me again? I ask. A lot of trouble. Don't worry. You'll get it all back,he says.

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Suzanne Collins

Oh, the fun we two have together.

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Suzanne Collins

Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes, and when again they open, the sun will rise.

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Suzanne Collins

Sometimes when things are particularly bad, my brain will give me a happy dream. [...] When I fully awaken, I'm momentarily comforted. I try to hold on to the peaceful feeling of the dream, but it quickly...

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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?

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Suzanne Collins

What does this mean? It means I get to spend the morning having the hair ripped off my body while Peeta sleeps in.

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Suzanne Collins

If my holding out those berries was an act of temporary insanity, then those people will embrace insanity too.

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Suzanne Collins

I never see these things coming. They happen too fast. One second you're proposing an escape plan and the next...

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Suzanne Collins

But there was only one kiss that made me feel something stir deep inside. Only one that made me want more. But my head wound started bleeding and he made me lie down.

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss," Gale says softly. I recognize that voice. It's the same one he uses to approach wounded animals before he delivers a deathblow. I Instinctively raise my hand to block his words but he catches...

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Suzanne Collins

But just the fact that he was sparkling leads me to doubt everything that happened.

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Suzanne Collins

You asked why the rate hate Overlanders so deeply. It is because they know one will be the warrior of the prophecy," said Vikus. "Oh, I see," said Gregor. "So, when's he coming?" Vikus fixed his eyes on...

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Suzanne Collins

He felt around desperately for a weapon. What did he have? Diapers? Cookies? Oh, why hadn't they given him a sword? He was the stupid warrior, wasn't he? His fingers dug in the leather bag and closed around...

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Suzanne Collins

The rat turned his glowing eyes on him, and Gregor was shocked by what he saw there. The intelligence, the deadliness, and, most surprisingly, the pain. This rat was not like Fangor and Shed. He was much...

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Suzanne Collins

What say you, Luxa?" said Vikus. "What can I say, Vikus? Can I return to our people and tell them I withdrew from the quest when our survival hangs in the balance?" said Luxa bitterly. "Of course you cannot,...

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Suzanne Collins

There was no discussion between them; it was as if the bugs had worked out this whole scenario long ago. Temp put on a burst of speed for the end of the bridge, and Tick turned to face down the army of...

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Suzanne Collins

And then there was Tick. Brave little Tick, who had flown into the faces of an army of rats to save his baby sister. Tick - who never spoke much. Tick - who shared her food. Tick - who was after all just...

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Suzanne Collins

I have not wept since the death of my parents," said Luxa quietly. "But I am thought to be unnatural in this respect.

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Suzanne Collins

A faint light burned in the pit revealing a furry creature hunched over a stone slab, fiddling with something. At first Gregor raised a warning hand. He thought it was a rat. Then the creature lifted his...

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Suzanne Collins

In one horrible moment the last piece of the prophecy became clear. So bid him take care, bid him look where he leaps, As life may be death and death life again reaps. He had to leap, and by his death,...

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Suzanne Collins

Vikus looked at Luxa and opened his arms. She stood, still frozen, staring at him as if he were a complete stranger. "Luxa, it's your grandpa," said Gregor. It seemed like the best and most important thing...

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Suzanne Collins

A light was on in the kitchen. His mother sat at the kitchen table, as still as a statue. Her hands were clasped together, and she stared fixatedly at a small stain on the tablecloth. Gregor remembered...

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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...

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Suzanne Collins

Do it. Before they send those mutts back or something. I don't want to die like Cato," he says. “Then you shoot me," I say furiously, shoving the weapons back at him. "You shoot me and go home and live...

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

The realization that I’d have nothing to take home had finally sunk in. My knees buckled and I slid down the tree trunk to its roots. It was too much. I was too sick and weak and tired, oh, so tired....

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Suzanne Collins

Then it’s just Venia, whose skin is so pale her tattoos appear to be leaping off it. Almost rigid with determination, she does my hair and nails and makeup, fingers flying swiftly to compensate for her...

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Suzanne Collins

Yes, everyone in the districts will be watching me to see how I handle this death sentence, this final act of President Snow’s dominance. They will be looking for some sign that their battles have not...

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Suzanne Collins

Peeta crouches down on the other side of her and strokes her hair. When he begins to speak in a soft voice, it seems almost nonsensical, but the words aren’t for me. “With my paint box at home, I can...

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Suzanne Collins

Johanna glances over at Finnick, to be sure, then turns to me. “How’d you lose Mags?” “In the fog. Finnick had Peeta. I had Mags for a while. Then I couldn’t lift her. Finnick said he couldn’t...

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Suzanne Collins

Tick, tock,” whispers Wiress. I guide her in front of me and get her to lie down, stroking her arm to soothe her. She drifts off, stirring restlessly, occasionally sighing out her phrase. “Tick, tock.”...

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Suzanne Collins

He puts the chain with the locket around my neck, then rests his hand over the spot where our baby would be. “You’re going to make a great mother, you know,” he says. He kisses me one last time and...

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Suzanne Collins

Positioned on my dresser, that white-as-snow rose is a personal message to me. It speaks of unfinished business. It whispers, I can find you. I can reach you. Perhaps I am watching you now.

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Suzanne Collins

I must still look perplexed because Gale delivers the next line very slowly. “Katniss…he’s still trying to keep you alive.” To keep me alive? And then I understand. The Games are still on.

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Suzanne Collins

I sit back on my bed cross-legged and find myself rubbing the smooth iridescent surface of the pearl back and forth against my lips. For some reason, it’s soothing. A cool kiss

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Suzanne Collins

She’s really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail, the one who needed help reaching the dishes, and who begged to see the frosted cakes in the bakery window....

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Suzanne Collins

Oh, and I suppose the apples ate the cheese.

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Suzanne Collins

Just the sound of his voice twists my stomach into a knot of unpleasant emotions like guilt, sadness and fear. And longing. I might as well admit there’s some of that too.

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Suzanne Collins

I look coolly in to the blue eyes of the person who is now my greatest opponent, the person who would keep me alive at his own expense. And I promise myself I will defeat his plan.

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Suzanne Collins

Glimmer, I hear someone call her - ugh, the names the people in District 1 give their children are so ridiculous ...

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Suzanne Collins

Plants are tricky. Many are edible, but one false mouthful and your dead

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

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And she’s very clever, Peeta. Well, she was. Until you outfoxed her

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Suzanne Collins

So we both strip off our boots and socks and, while there’s some improvement, I could swear he’s making an effort to snap every branch we encounter

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Suzanne Collins

The most exciting thing either of us does is nap.

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Suzanne Collins

And then, when he’s been underwater so long I feel certain he’s drowned, his head pops up right next to me and I start. “Don’t do that,” I say. “What? Come up or stay under?” he says. “Either....

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Suzanne Collins

But once I saw Fulvia Cardew crumple up a sheet of paper with just a couple of words written on it and you would’ve thought she’d murdered someone from the looks she got.

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Suzanne Collins

You can’t miss your schedule. Every morning, you’re supposed to stick your right arm in this contraption in the wall. It tattoos the smooth inside of your forearm with your schedule for the day in...

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Suzanne Collins

You can swim, too." he says. "Where did you learn that in District Twelve?" "We have a very big bathtub.

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Suzanne Collins

They can't hurt me. I'm not like the rest of you. There's no one left I love.

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Suzanne Collins

its not in my nature to go down without a fight even when things seem insurmountable

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Suzanne Collins

if i win and you die, i dont have a home to go back to. you are my life.

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Suzanne Collins

Tuck in your tail, little duck.

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Suzanne Collins

In stark contrast to two nights ago, when I felt Peeta was a million miles away, I'm struck by his immediacy now. As we settle in, he pulls my head down to use his arm as a pillow; the other rests protectively...

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Suzanne Collins

I don't know what I expected from my first meeting with Peeta after the announcement. A few hugs and kisses. A little comfort maybe. Not this. I turn to Haymitch. "Don't worry, I'll get you more liquor.

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Suzanne Collins

I don't like self-righteous people," I say. "What's to like?" says Haymitch, who begins sucking the dregs out of the empty bottles.

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Suzanne Collins

Okay, listen to me, you're stronger than they are. You are. They just want a good show, that's all they want. You know how to hunt. Show them how good you are.

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Suzanne Collins

The awful thing is that if i can forget they're people, it will be no different at all

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Suzanne Collins

so people really do tear out their hair and beat the ground with their fists

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Suzanne Collins

If you won't talk about yourself, at least compliment the audience. Just keep turning it back around, all right. Gush.

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Suzanne Collins

Yeah, we wouldn't want to lose our little Mockingjay when she's finally begun to sing.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

Embrace the probability of your imminent death....and know there is nothing i can do to save you.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

The audience must be sick to death of the star-crossed lovers from District 12. I know I am.

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Suzanne Collins

That seems to be crossing some kind of line," I say. :So anything goes?" They both stare at me- Beetee with doubt, Gale with hostility. "I guess there isn't a rule book for what might be unacceptable to...

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Suzanne Collins

and when he kissed me i didn't know what to do.

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Suzanne Collins

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...

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Suzanne Collins

Actually, Katniss isn’t complaining because she has no intention of staying with the “Star Squad,” but she recognizes the necessity of getting to the Capitol before carrying out any plan.

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Suzanne Collins

Behind a rack of framed photos of Snow, we encounter a wounded Peacekeeper propped up against a strip of brick wall. He asks us for help. Gale knees him in the side of the head and takes his gun.

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Suzanne Collins

I don't think it's going to work out. Winning...won't help in any case. Because...she came here with me. - Peeta Mellark

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Suzanne Collins

Peeta: You be nice to her, Finnick. Or I might try and take her away from you. Finnick: Oh, Peeta. Don't make me sorry I restarted your heart.

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Suzanne Collins

At once, it’s clear I cannot gush. We try me playing cocky, but I just don’t have the arrogance. Apparently, I’m too “vulnerable” for ferocity. I’m not witty. Funny. Sexy. Or mysterious By...

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Suzanne Collins

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...

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Suzanne Collins

You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.

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Suzanne Collins

And some small gnarled place inside me hated her for her weakness, for her neglect, for the months she had put us through. I had taken a step back from my mother, put up a wall to protect myself from needing...

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone.

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Suzanne Collins

For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know," Haymitch says.

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Suzanne Collins

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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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

You'll never be able to let him go. You'll always feel wrong about being with me.

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Suzanne Collins

Because it doesn't matter anymore, and because I'm so desperately lonely I can't stand it.

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Suzanne Collins

I killed you. And you. And you.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

I guess this is a bad time to mention I hung a dummy and painted Seneca Crane's name on it...

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Suzanne Collins

Why am I hopping around like some trained dog trying to please people I hate?

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Suzanne Collins

So I thought if I stopped being so, you know, wounded, we could take a shot at just being friends. - Peeta Mellark

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Suzanne Collins

Hope is the only thing stronger than fear.

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Suzanne Collins

The woods always look different at night...as if the daytime trees and flowers and stones had gone to bed and sent slightly more ominous versions of themselves to take their places.

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Suzanne Collins

If I can make it clear that I’m still defying the Capitol right up to the end, the Capitol will have killed me... but not my spirit. What better way to give hope to the rebels?

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Suzanne Collins

But in my head I can hear Haymitch's smug, if slightly exasperated, words: "Yes, that's what I'm looking for, sweetheart.

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Suzanne Collins

He hates me more," says Peeta. "I don't think people in general are his sort of thing.

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Suzanne Collins

No more fear of hunger. A new kind of freedom. But what then ... what? What would my life be like on a daily basis? Most of it has been consumed with the acquisition of food. Take that away and I'm not...

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Suzanne Collins

if he goes and dies on me now, I know I'll go completely insane.

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Suzanne Collins

Yes, they have to have a victor. Without a victor, the whole thing would blow up in the Gamemakers' faces. They'd have failed the Capitol. Might possibly even be executed, slowly and painfully, while the...

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Suzanne Collins

Everything is about them, not the dying boys and girls in the arena.

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Suzanne Collins

Who says i can't handle it? I can handle it," said Gregor obviously not handling it.

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Suzanne Collins

I can’t fight the sun. I can only watch helplessly as it drags me into a day that I’ve been dreading for months. Katniss Everdeen

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Suzanne Collins

At least, you two have decent manners," says Effie as we're finishing the main course. "The pair last year ate everything with their hands like a couple of savages. It completely upset my digestion." ......

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Suzanne Collins

If I'm going to die, I want to still be me

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Suzanne Collins

It’s the final word in camouflage. Forget chucking weights around. Peeta should have gone into his private session with the Gamemakers and painted himself into a tree. Or a boulder. Or a muddy bank full...

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Suzanne Collins

I have zero interest in these Capitol people. They are only distractions from the food.

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Suzanne Collins

There's no district 12 to escape from now, no Peacekeepers to trick, no hungry mouths to feed. The Capitol took away all of that, and I'm on the verge of losing Gale as well. The glue of mutual needs that...

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Suzanne Collins

And here I am, strapped into a tree, a stone's throw from the biggest idiot in the games.

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Suzanne Collins

I look down from the branch I'm perched on. The Careers look murderous. Now I smile.'How have things been with you?' I ask sweetly.

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it is a perfect weapon

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Suzanne Collins

To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.

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Suzanne Collins

Charred bits of black silk swirl into the air, and pearls clatter to the stage… I’m in a dress of the exact design of my wedding dress, only it’s the color of coal and made of tiny feathers. Wonderingly,...

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Suzanne Collins

Slowly, with many lost days, I come back to life.

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Suzanne Collins

I search his eyes for the slightest sign of anything, fear, remorse, anger. But there's only the same look of amusement that ended our last conversation. It's as if he's speaking the words again. "Oh,...

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Suzanne Collins

I think about going to the lake, but I'm so weak that I barely make it to my meeting place with Gale. I sit on the rock where Cressida filmed us, but it's too wide without his body beside me. Several times...

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Suzanne Collins

It's to the Capitol's advantage to have us divided among ourselves. Another tool to cause misery in our district. A way to plant hatred between the starving workers [of the Seam] and those who can generally...

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Suzanne Collins

You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?

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Suzanne Collins

What happens when we get back? I don't know. I guess we try and forget. I don't want to forget.

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Suzanne Collins

Buttercup, miserable even with Prim’s constant attention, huddles in the cube and exhales cat breath in my face.

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Suzanne Collins

And suddenly, it's as if there's no one in the world but these two, crashing through space to reach each other. They collide, enfold, lose their balance, and slam against a wall, where they stay. Clinging...

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Suzanne Collins

Okay, maybe I don't go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but I do care for some people.

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Suzanne Collins

deep in the meadow , under the willow , a bed of grass , a soft green pillow

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Suzanne Collins

And she's my fiancee. So if you want to get to him, expect to go through both of us.

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Suzanne Collins

Something small and quiet, like a match being struck, lights up the gloom inside of me.

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Suzanne Collins

The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.

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Suzanne Collins

It's there. The white rose among the dried flowers in the vase. Shriveled and fragile, but holding on to that unnatural perfection cultivated in Snows greenhouse. I grab the vase, stumble down to the kitchen,...

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Suzanne Collins

I press my ear against his chest, to the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart. Instead, I find silence.

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Suzanne Collins

I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.

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Suzanne Collins

Clove!" Cato's voice is much nearer now. I can tell by the pain in it that he sees her on the ground. "You better run now, Fire Girl," says Thresh. I don't need to be told twice. I flip over and my feet...

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Suzanne Collins

Only.. I want to do die as myself

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Suzanne Collins

Aim higher in case you fall short.

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Suzanne Collins

You could do a lot worse.

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Suzanne Collins

No one really needs me,” he says, and there's no self-pity in his voice...“I do,” I say. “I need you.” He looks upset, takes a deep breath as if to begin a long argument, and that's no good,...

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Suzanne Collins

That if desperate times call for desperate measures, then I'm free to act as desperately as I wish.

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Suzanne Collins

This is no place for a girl on fire.

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Suzanne Collins

Thank you for you consideration

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Suzanne Collins

Even if times got bad, he would never again deny himself the possibility that the future might be happy even if the present was painful. He would allow himself dreams.

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Suzanne Collins

KEEP CALM and HAVE A SUGAR CUBE

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Suzanne Collins

Our romance became a key strategy for our survival in the arena. Only it wasn't just a strategy for Peeta.

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Suzanne Collins

In other words, I step out of line and we're all dead.

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Suzanne Collins

It's more complicated than that. I know them. They're not evil or cruel. They're not even smart. Hurting them, it's like hurting children.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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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

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Suzanne Collins

I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good.

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Suzanne Collins

But the only thing that distracts me from my current situation is fantasizing about killing President Snow.

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Suzanne Collins

Come on and eat with him. I promise, I won't let him kiss you again.

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Suzanne Collins

I wish Peeta were here to hold me, until I remember I'm not supposed to wish that anymore. I have chosen Gale and the rebellion, and a future with Peeta is the Capitol's design, not mine.

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Suzanne Collins

Finally, Peeta turns to Pollux. "Well, then you just became our most valuable asset." Castor laughs and Pollux manages a smile. We're halfway down the first tunnel when I realize what was so remarkable...

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Suzanne Collins

As the alcohol overcomes my mind, I hear the glass bottle shatter on the floor. This seems appropriate since I have obviously lost my grip on everything.

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Suzanne Collins

And to us, we're more married than any piece of paper or big party could make us.

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Suzanne Collins

What's going on down there, Katniss? Have they all joined hands? Taken a vow of nonviolence? Tossed the weapons in the sea in defiance of the Capitol?' Finnick asks. No,' I say. No,' Finnick repeats. 'Because...

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Suzanne Collins

I say we try it,' says Peeta. 'Katniss is right.' Finnick looks at Johanna and raises his eyebrows. He will not go forward without her. 'All right,' she says finally. 'It's better than hunting them down...

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Suzanne Collins

And random bits of happiness, like Finnick and Annie's newborn boy.

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Suzanne Collins

‎I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble.

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Suzanne Collins

The raw hunk of meat that used to be my enemy makes a sound, and I know where the mouth is. And I think the word he's trying to say is 'please'. Pity, not vengeance sends my arrow flying into his skull.

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Suzanne Collins

aren't they the very reason I have to try to fight? Because what has been done to them is so wrong, so beyond justification, so evil that there is no choice? Because no one has the right to treat them...

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Suzanne Collins

My mouth has gone dry as sawdust. I desperately find Cinna in the crowd and lock eyes with him. I imagine the words coming from his lips. 'What's impressed you most since you arrived here?' I rack my brain...

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Suzanne Collins

Then he smiles as if he'd be happy to lie there and gaze at me forever.

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Suzanne Collins

But after several hours, I go anyway, walking in silent sock feet, so as not to awaken the ghosts.

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Suzanne Collins

The more you can distract yourself, the better.

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Suzanne Collins

If there's a more helpless feeling than trying to reach someone you love who's trapped underground, I don't know it.

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Suzanne Collins

All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my memory, and now gone forever.

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Suzanne Collins

It's funny, because even though they're rattling on about the Games, it's all about where they were or what they were doing or how they felt when a specific event occurred. . . . Everything is about them,...

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Suzanne Collins

Allow me to translate, Twitchtip said, not even bothering to move. "She said if you don't stop your incessant babble, that big rat sitting in the boat next to you will rip your head off.

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Suzanne Collins

That's very funny," says Peeta. Suddenly he lashes out at the glass in Haymitch's hand. It shatters on the floor, sending the bloodred liquid running toward the back of the train. "Only not to us.

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Suzanne Collins

I walk around the room eating goose liver and puffy bread until there's a knock on the door. Effie's calling me to dinner. Good. I'm starving.

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Suzanne Collins

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead.The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.

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Suzanne Collins

Warmblood now a bloodborne death, Will rob your body of it's breath Mark your skin and seal your fate The Underland becomes a plate

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Suzanne Collins

If Under fell, if Over leaped, If death was life and Death life reaped, Something rises from the gloom, To make the Underland a tomb Hear it scratching down below, Rat of long forgotten snow, Evil cloaked...

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Suzanne Collins

So I only say, "So what should we do with our last few days?" "I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you," Peeta replies.

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Suzanne Collins

I remember the first time I saw you. Your hair was in two braids instead of one. I remember when you sang in the music assembly and the teacher said "who knows the valley song?" and your hand shot straight...

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Suzanne Collins

That was the first time I ever saw him smile. It transformed him from someone menacing to someone you wished you knew.

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Suzanne Collins

It's the first gift that's always the hardest to pay back.

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Suzanne Collins

I've spent so much time making sure I don't underestimate my opponents that I've forgotten it's just as dangerous to overestimate them as well.

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Suzanne Collins

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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Suzanne Collins

Fine, than I will not have to blame you for killing my friends with your stupidity. -Haymitch

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Suzanne Collins

I wonder if Effie will still be wearing that silly pink wig, or is she'll be sporting some other unnatural color especially for the Victor Tour.

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Suzanne Collins

Just the perfect touch of rebellion," says Haymitch "Very nice." Rebellion?

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Suzanne Collins

I carefully lay out the provisions. One thin black sleeping bag that reflects body heat. A pack of crackers. A pack of dried beef strips. A bottle of iodine. A box of wooden matches. A small coil of wire....

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Suzanne Collins

I'm relieved Peeta's alive. I tell myself again that if I get killed, his winnings will benefit my mother and Prim the most. This is what I tell myself to explain the conflicting emotions that arise when...

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Suzanne Collins

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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Suzanne Collins

Most of the Peacekeepers turn a blind eye to the few of us who hunt because they're as hungry as we are for fresh meat as anyone. In fact, they're among our best customers.

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Suzanne Collins

I'll never know what it was he wanted me to remember.

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Suzanne Collins

Somehow it always comes back to coal at school.

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Suzanne Collins

The main thing I feel is a sense of relief. That I can give up this game. That the question of whether I can succeed in this venture has been answered, even if that answer is a resounding no. That if desperate...

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Suzanne Collins

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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Suzanne Collins

I start to crack at four hundred to one.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

No more kisses for you, until you have eaten !

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Suzanne Collins

Just don't die for me, you won't be doing me any favour !

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Suzanne Collins

Stupid people are dangerous.

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Suzanne Collins

My nightmares are usually about losing you. I'm okay once I realize you're here.

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Suzanne Collins

District 12: Where you can starve to death in safety.

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Suzanne Collins

Well, I don't have much competition here." "You don't have much competition anywhere.

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Suzanne Collins

And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don't want him to die. And it's not about the sponsors. And it's not about what will happen when we get...

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Suzanne Collins

In really bad times, the hungriest would gather at his door at nightfall, vying for the chance to earn a few coins to feed their families by selling their bodies. Had I been older when my father died,...

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Suzanne Collins

Every day when I wake I tell myself that it will be my last. If you are not trying to hold on to time, you are not so afraid of losing it... And then, if you make it to bedtime, you feel the joy of cheating...

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Suzanne Collins

That's when I hear the scream. So full of fear and pain it ices my blood. And so familiar. I drop the spile, forget where I am or what lies ahead, only know I must reach her, protect her. I run wildly...

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss, got that spile?" Finnick asks, snapping me back to reality.

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Suzanne Collins

What do you think?" he asks. "I hate them," I say. I can almost smell the blood, the dirt, the unnatural breath of the mutt. "All I do is go around trying to forget the arena and you've brought it back...

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Suzanne Collins

Just give him the medicine!" I scream at her. "Give it to him! Who are you, anyway, to decide how much pain he can stand!

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Suzanne Collins

It sends out a very clear message: "Mess with us and we'll do something worse than kill you. We'll kill your children.

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Suzanne Collins

Just one more thing. I kill Snow.

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Suzanne Collins

It starts at midnight.

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Suzanne Collins

I can see the first apple teetering when I let the third arrow go, catching the torn flap and ripping it from the bag. For a moment, everything seems frozen in time. Then the apples spill to the ground...

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Suzanne Collins

My time in the arena made me realize how I needed to stop punishing [my mother] for something she couldn't help, specifically the crushing depression she fell into after my father's death. Because sometimes...

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

We sit in silence awhile then I blurt out the thing that's on both our minds. "How are we going to kill these people, Peeta?

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Suzanne Collins

I miss him so badly it hurts.

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Suzanne Collins

Frankly, I could use a little sugarcoating.

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Suzanne Collins

the evil thing is inside, not out.

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Suzanne Collins

My spirit. This is a new thought. I'm not sure exactly what it means, but it suggests I'm a fighter. In a sort of brave way. It's not as if I'm never friendly. Okay, maybe I don't go around loving everybody...

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Suzanne Collins

It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death." "Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find in the arena. Say it's a gigantic cake-

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Suzanne Collins

I want to do something, right here, right now, to shame them, to make them accountable, to show the Capitol that whatever they do or force us to do there is a part of every tribute they can't own. That...

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Suzanne Collins

But what was it Haymitch said when I asked if he had told Peeta the situation? That he had to pretend to be desperately in love? “Don’t have to. He’s already there.

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Suzanne Collins

How much better my life has been for knowing him. For loving him, even if it's only in the limited way that I can manage. But I never get the chance.

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Suzanne Collins

I can't argue that Finnick isn't one of the most stunning, sensuous people on the planet. But I can honestly say he's never been attractive to me. Maybe he's too pretty, or maybe he's too easy to get,...

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Suzanne Collins

I'd begun to think that he'd given up on me in the weeks that had passed. Or that he no longer cared about me. Hated me even. And the idea of losing him forever, my best friend, the only person I'd ever...

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Suzanne Collins

I stand there, feeling broken and small, thousands of eyes trained on me.

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Suzanne Collins

Desperate, yet no longer alone after that day, because we'd found each other.

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Suzanne Collins

Mutually counting on each other, watching each other's backs, forcing each other to be brave.

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Suzanne Collins

Once I'm on my feet I realize escape might not be so easy.

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Suzanne Collins

Yes, victors are our strongest. They're the ones who survived the arena and slipped the noose of poverty that strangles the rest of us. They, or should I say we, are the very embodiment of hope where there...

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Suzanne Collins

And then it happens. Up and down the row, the victors begin to join hands. Some right away, like the morphlings, or Wiress and Beetee. Others unsure but caught up in the demands of those around them, like...

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Suzanne Collins

Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.

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Suzanne Collins

But if you want to find peace, you must first be able to hope it is possible.

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Suzanne Collins

How are you managing? And don't say you're fine." It's true. Whatever the opposite of fine is, that's what I am.

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Suzanne Collins

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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Suzanne Collins

But Mockingjays were never a weapon," said Madge. "They’re just songbirds. Right?" "Yeah, I guess so,” I said, But it’s not true. A mockingbird is just a songbird. A mockingjay is a creature the...

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Suzanne Collins

I trusted him. I put what was precious in Haymitch's hands. & he has betrayed me

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Suzanne Collins

Do i really want him dead? What i want... what i want is to have him back.

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Suzanne Collins

On and on we seal the pages with salt water and promises to live well to make their deaths count.

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Suzanne Collins

The way she kissed you in the Quarter Quell…well she never kissed me like that…I should have volunteered to take your place in the first Games. Protected her then…I guess it’s Katniss’ problem....

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Suzanne Collins

Only I keep wishing I could think of a way...to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games.

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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.

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Suzanne Collins

But just before they cut back to the main newscaster, I see the unmistakable flash of that same mockingjay's wing. The reporter has simply been incorporated into the old footage. She's not in District...

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Suzanne Collins

The berries. I realize the answer to who I am lies in that handful of poisonous fruit. If I held them out to save Peeta because I knew I would be shunned if I came back without him, then I am despicable....

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Suzanne Collins

But in school I remember hearing that for the second Quarter Quell, the Capitol demanded that twice the number of tributes be provided for the arena. The teachers didn't go into much more detail, which...

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Suzanne Collins

Crying is not an option.

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Suzanne Collins

Smiling is mostly about smiling more.

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Suzanne Collins

They're betting on how long I'll live!' I burst out. 'They're not my friends!

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Suzanne Collins

No, it happened. And right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner,' Peeta says.

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Suzanne Collins

I swear if you cry, I'll kill you here and now.' Cinna just smiles. 'Had a damp morning?' 'You could wring me out.' I reply

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Suzanne Collins

How could I leave Prim, who is the only person in the world I’m certain I love?

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Suzanne Collins

You haven't hurt people—you've given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.

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Suzanne Collins

What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button? How would I spend the hours I now commit to combing the woods for sustenance if it were so easy to come by?...

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Suzanne Collins

But don't worry; as I've been saying - and this has been very clever of me, I'm sure you'll agree - if you put enough pressure on coal, it'll turn to pearls!

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Suzanne Collins

Remember, girl on fire,” he says, “I'm still betting on you.

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Suzanne Collins

Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.

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Suzanne Collins

She reaches in, digs her hand deep into the ball, and pulls out a slip of paper. The crowd draws in a collective breath, and then you can hear a pin drop, and I'm feeling nauseous and so desperately hoping...

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Suzanne Collins

When I break into the clearing, she's on the ground, hopelessly entangled in a net. She just has the time to reach her hand through the mesh and say my name before the spear enters her body.

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Suzanne Collins

Let the Seventy-forth Hunger Games begin, Cato, I think. Let them begin for real.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss: I guess all those hours decorating cakes paid off. Peeta: Yes, frosting. The final defence of the dying. (252)

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Suzanne Collins

I lean over and put my good ear to his lips, which tickle me as he whispers. "Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me any time you like it.

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Suzanne Collins

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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Suzanne Collins

Despite what I feel for Peeta, this is when I accept deep down that he'll never come back to me. Or i'll never go back to him. I'll die for my trouble. And he'll die insane and hating me.

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Suzanne Collins

Not only does he hate me, and want to kill me, he no longer believes I'm human. It was less painful being strangled.

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Suzanne Collins

What have the nibblers ever done for you?" The breeze ruffled her hair, pushing it back from her face, giving him a clear shot of her eyes. They were asking for an answer. Needing to know if she could...

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Suzanne Collins

There are much worse games to play.

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Suzanne Collins

You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers. "Real," I answer. "Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.

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Suzanne Collins

Oh, he's on top of it. It was volunteer only, but he pretended not to notice me waving my hand in the air," says Haymitch. "See? He's already demonstrated good judgment.

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Suzanne Collins

Even though I don't ask, Plutarch gives me cheerful updates on the phone like "Good news, Katniss! I think we've almost got him convinced you're not a mutt!" Or "Today he was allowed to feed himself pudding!

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Suzanne Collins

I roll my eyes. "So when did I become so special? When they carted me off to the Capitol?" "No, about six months before that. Right after New Year's. We were in the Hob, eating some slop of Greasy Sae's....

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Suzanne Collins

You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real.

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Finnick?" I say, "Maybe some pants?" He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first time. Then he whips off his hospital gown leaving him in just his underwear. "Why? Do you find this"...

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Suzanne Collins

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.

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Suzanne Collins

I raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink into flesh. I yank my head back in confusion to find myself looking into Peeta’s eyes, only now they...

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Suzanne Collins

My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. My home is District 12. I was in the Hunger Games. I escaped. The Capitol hates me........

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Suzanne Collins

Fire is catching! And if we burn, you burn with us!

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I knew you'd kiss me." "How?" I say. Because I didn't know myself. "Because I am in pain," He say's. "That's the only way I get your attention.

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Oh, Peeta, Don't make me sorry I restarted your heart.

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You're not afraid I'll kill you tonight?" "Like I couldn't take you.

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Ladies and gentlemen....." His voice is quiet, but mine rings through the room. "Let the Seventy-sixth Hunger Games begin!

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What about Gale?" "He's not a bad kisser either," I say shortly. "And it was okay with both of us? You kissing the other?" He asks. "No. It wasn't okay with either of you. But I wasn't asking your permission,"...

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Suzanne Collins

I must have loved you a lot.

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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....

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Suzanne Collins

I vote yes....for Prim.

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Ally." Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The...

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Suzanne Collins

If I could grow wings, I could fly. Only people can't grow wings," he say's. "Real or not real?" "Real," I say. "But people don't need wings to survive." "Mockingjays do.

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I think....you still have no idea. The effect you can have.

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No one knows what to do with you, girlie.

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Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other.

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss....he's still trying to keep you alive.

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Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear.

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Finnick!" Something between a shriek and a cry of joy. A lovely if somewhat bedraggled young woman--dark tangled hair, sea green eyes--runs toward us in nothing but a sheet. "Finnick!" And suddenly, it's...

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Suzanne Collins

You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.

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Suzanne Collins

Because something is significantly wrong with a creature that sacrifices its children's lives to settle its differences. You can spin it any way you like... But in the end, who does it benefit? No one....

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Suzanne Collins

I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking.

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Suzanne Collins

They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.

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Suzanne Collins

We fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice.

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But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.

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Katniss. I remember about the bread.

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there's plenty of blame to go around.

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If the careers want me, let them find me.

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Suzanne Collins

Delly lost her temper at Peeta over how he treated you. She got very squeaky. It was like someone stabbing a mouse with a fork repeatedly.

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Suzanne Collins

Tick tock, this is a clock.

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Some walks you have to take alone.

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Suzanne Collins

It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.

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They more than do their work, they take pride in it. Like Cinna.

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Poison. The perfect weapon for a snake.

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There's a chance that the old Peeta, the one who loves you, is still inside. Trying to get back to you. Don't give up on him.

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Suzanne Collins

I'm not their slave," the man mutters. "I am," I say. "That's why I killed Cato... and he killed Thresh... and he killed Clove... and she tried to kill me. It just goes around and around, and who wins?...

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Fine. I'll train. But I'm going to the stinking capitol if I have to kill a crew and fly there myself." Says Johanna. "Probably best not to bring that up in training," I say. "But it's nice to know I'll...

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Suzanne Collins

Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the capitol. We're very familiar with each other's screams.

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Suzanne Collins

You're punishing him over and over for things that are out of his control.

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Don't let him take you from me.

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I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me." His pupils contract to pinpoints, dialate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. "Always," he murmurs.

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Suzanne Collins

Closing my eyes doesn't help. Fire burns brighter in the darkness.

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Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them.

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But I don't know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you.

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He frosted under heavy guard.

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An ability to look into the confusing mess of life and see things for what they are.

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Suzanne Collins

A furious Peeta hammers Haymitch with the atrocity he could become party to, but I can feel Haymitch watching me. This is the moment, then. When we find out exactly just how alike we are, and how much...

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Suzanne Collins

Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena.

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Suzanne Collins

Want a sugar cube?" he asks in his old seductive voice.

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Are you, are you coming to the tree? Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here. No stranger would let it be if we met up At midnight in the hanging tree.

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Oh, that I do know...Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can't survive without.

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I'm going to be the Mockingjay.

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Roses. Wolf mutts. Tributes. Frosted Dolphins. Friends. Mockingjays. Stylists. Me. Everything screams in my dreams tonight.

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Suzanne Collins

As we curve around into the loop of the City Circle, I can see that a couple of other stylists have tried to steal Cinna and Portia's idea of illuminating their tributes. The electric-light-studded outfits...

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Suzanne Collins

That was the one thing I had going for me. Taking care of your family.

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Suzanne Collins

All around the dining hall, you can feel the rejuvenating effect that a good meal can bring on. The way it can make people kinder, funnier, more optimistic, and remind them it's not a mistake to go on...

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Suzanne Collins

Trapped for days, years, centuries maybe. Dead, but not allowed to die. Alive, but as good as dead. So alone that anyone, anything no matter how loathsome would be welcome.

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Then I know Prim is right, that Snow cannot afford to waste Peeta's life, especially now, while the Mockingjay causes so much havoc. He's killed Cinna already. Destroyed my home. My family, Gale, and even...

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Suzanne Collins

Frankly, our ancestors don't seem much to brag about. I mean, look at the state they left us in, with the wars, the broken planet. Clearly, they didn't care about what would happen to the people who came...

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Suzanne Collins

While I was waiting...I ate your lunch.

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Whatever it takes to break you.

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She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim." At her name, he perks up. Raises his flattened ears. Begins to meow hopefully. "Get...

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Suzanne Collins

I mourn my old life here. We barely scraped by, but I knew where I fit in, I knew what my place was in the tightly interwoven fabric that was our life. I wish I could go back to it because, in retrospect,...

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Suzanne Collins

I look at Peeta and he gives me a sad smile. I hear Haymitch's voice. "You could do a lot worse." At this moment, it's impossible to imagine how I could do any better. The gift...it is perfect. So when...

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Suzanne Collins

All I can think of is the emaciated bodies of children on our kitchen table as my mother prescribes what the parent's can't give. More food.

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Suzanne Collins

I knew it. In this way, Peeta's not hard to predict. While I was wallowing around on the floor of that cellar, thinking only of myself, he was here, thinking of me. Shame isn't a strong enough word for...

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Suzanne Collins

They erase my face with a layer of pale makeup and draw my features back out.

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Suzanne Collins

Four people wheel out a huge wedding cake from a side room. Most of the guests back up, making way for this rarity, this dazzling creation with blue-green, white-tipped icing waves swimming with fish and...

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Suzanne Collins

I will never give up if you never give in.

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Maybe the other tributes are out there beating one another senseless. Which would be fine. - Katniss -

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Suzanne Collins

I pound on the glass, screaming my head off. Everyone ignores me except for some Capitol attendant who appears behind me and offers me a beverage.

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Sorry excuses for hunters and friends. Both of us.

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Remember that even in war there is a time for restraint. A time to hold back your sword.

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Suzanne Collins

Underground. Which I hate. Like mines and tunnels and 13. Underground, where I dread dying, which is stupid because even if I die aboveground, the next thing they'll do is bury me underground anyway.

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Suzanne Collins

Never," said Gregor. "I'll never get rid of you, no matter how hard I try." It was no longer an effort to say the words. "I love you." "I love you, too," said Luxa. After that there was nothing left to...

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Suzanne Collins

Finally, the intercom crackles and Hatmitch's acerbic laugh fills the studio. He contains himself just long enough to say, 'And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies.

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Suzanne Collins

I think of the snarling, cruel exchange back on the hovercraft. The bitterness that followed. But all I say is "I can't believe you didn't rescue Peeta." "I know," he replies. There's a sense of incompleteness....

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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...

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Suzanne Collins

Enobaria smiles at Johanna. 'Don't look so smug,' says Johanna. 'We'll kill you anyway.

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Suzanne Collins

Maybe I'll be like the man in the Hanging Tree still waiting for an answer.' Gale who I have never seen cry has tears in his eyes. To keep them from spilling over. I reach forward and press my lips against...

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Suzanne Collins

When I ask Plutarch about his absence, he just shakes his head and says, "He couldnt face it." "Haymitch? Not able to face something? Wanted a day off, more likely," I say. "I think his actual words were...

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Suzanne Collins

Fire beats roses again.

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Suzanne Collins

Not if we blow it up," Gale says brusquely. His intent, his full intent, becomes clear. Gale has no interest in preserving the lives of those in the Nut. No interest in caging the pray for later use. This...

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Suzanne Collins

Something flickers across his bloodshot eyes. Pain.

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Don't want that, do they?” She throws back her head and shouts, “Whole country in rebellion? Wouldn't want anything like that!

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Suzanne Collins

As we ride the elevator Gale finally says “You're still angry.” “And you're still not sorry,” I reply. "I will stand by what I said. Do you want me to lie about it?” he asks. “No, I want you...

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss, there is no District Twelve...

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Peeta, how come I never know when you're having a nightmare?” I say. “I don't know. I don't think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror,” he says. “You should...

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Suzanne Collins

The damage, the fatigue, the imperfections. That's how they recognize me; Why I belong to them.

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Suzanne Collins

This was the door to both sustenance and sanity. And we were each other's key.

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For the last year his grandma had been slipping in and out of reality. One minute she was as clear as a bell and the next she was calling him Simon. Who was Simon? He had no idea.

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Suzanne Collins

Mostly we just add to the piles of rainbow glass that's been blown off the exteriors of the cany-colored buildings.

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Cato kneels beside Clove, spear in hand, begging her to stay with him. In a moment, he will realize it's futile, she can't be saved.

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Instead, I watch myself get shot on television.

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The pain over my heart returns, and from it I imagine tiny fissures spreading out into my body. Through my torso, down my arms and legs, over my face, leaving it crisscrossed with cracks. One good jolt...and...

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Suzanne Collins

You're punishing him over and over for things that are out of his control. Now, I'm not saying you shouldn't have a fully loaded weapon next to you round the clock. But I think it's time you flipped this...

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Suzanne Collins

It's meant to be pretty," whispers Octavia, and I can see the tears threatening to spill over her lashes. Posy considers this and says matter-of-factly, "I think you'd be pretty in any color." The tiniest...

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I know what blood poisoning is, Katniss," says Peeta. "Even if my mother isn't a healer." I'm jolted back in time, to another wound, another set of bandages. "You said that same thing to me in the first...

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You're alive," I whisper, pressing my palms against my cheeks, feeling the smile that's so wide it must look like a grimace. Peeta's alive.

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When I wake up, the other side of the bed is cold. My fingers stretch out, seeking Prim`s warmth but finding only the rough canvas cover of the mattress. She must have had bad dreams and climbed in with...

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Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid like cry.

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How do you bear it?” Finnick looks at me in disbelief. “I don’t, Katniss! Obviously, I don’t. I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there’s no relief in waking.” “The more...

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Suzanne Collins

When I wake, I have a brief, delicious feeling of happiness that is somehow connected with Peeta. Happiness, of course, is a complete absurdity at this point, since at the rate things are going, I'll be...

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Suzanne Collins

I no longer feel any allegiance to these monsters called human beings, despise being one myself.

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Suzanne Collins

Why don't I just pretend I'm on camera, Plutarch?" I say. "Yes! Perfect. One is always much braver with an audience," he says. "Look at the courage Peeta just displayed!" It's all I can do not to slap...

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Suzanne Collins

Plutarch rushes to reassure me. "Oh, no, Katniss. Not your wedding. Finnick and Annie's. All you need to do is show up and pretend to be happy for them." "That's one of the few things I won't have to pretend,...

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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....

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Suzanne Collins

I stare at the mirror as I try to remember who I am and who I am not.

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I will never have a life with Gale even if I want to.

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Suzanne Collins

You want a piece of advice?" said Ripred. "Don't bother. I know what you'll say. The whole thing's stupid," said Gregor. "Quite the contrary. I was going to say that life is short. There are only a few...

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Suzanne Collins

Thinking like your prey. . . that's where you find their vulnerabilities.

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Maybe I'll be like that man in "The Hanging Tree'. Still waiting for an answer.

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Suzanne Collins

Peeta bakes. I hunt. Haymitch drinks until the liquor runs out.

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Suzanne Collins

I'll tell them how I survive it. I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in things because I'm afraid it could be taken away. That's when I make a list in my head of every...

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Suzanne Collins

Here's some advice. Stay alive.

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Suzanne Collins

And we must fight back! President Snow says he's sending us a message? Well, I have one for him. You can torture us and bomb us and burn our districts to the ground, but do you see that? Fire is catching!...

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Suzanne Collins

Then Octavia drops to her knees, rubs the hem of a skirt against her cheek, and burst into tears. "It's been so long," she gasps, "since I've seen anything pretty.

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I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go.

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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.

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You have a... remarkable memory." "I remember everything about you. You're the one who wasn't paying attention.

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Suzanne Collins

Eyes on the forest, not on the trees.

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Suzanne Collins

Look how we take your children and sacrifice them and there’s nothing you can do. If you lift a finger, we will destroy every last one of you. Just as we did in District Thirteen.

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Sometimes when things are particularly bad, my brain will give me a happy dream.

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I just don't want them to change me, if I'm going to die I still want to be me.

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Suzanne Collins

I miss home badly sometimes. But then I remember there's nothing left to miss anymore. I feel safer here.

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Suzanne Collins

The glue of mutual need that bonded us so tightly together for all those years is melting away. Dark patches, not light, show in the spaces between us.

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Suzanne Collins

I squeeze my eyes shut and try to reach for him across the hundreds and hundreds of miles, to send my thoughts into his mind, to let him know he is not alone. But he is. And I can't help him.

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Suzanne Collins

Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love.

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Suzanne Collins

It means we're on your side." That's what Bonnie said. I have people on my side? What side? Am I unwittingly the face of the hoped-for rebellion? Has the mockingjay on my pin become a symbol of resistance?...

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Suzanne Collins

All the general fear I've been feeling condenses into an immediate fear of this girl, this predator who might kill me in seconds. Adrenaline shoots through me and I sling the pack over one shoulder and...

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Suzanne Collins

And then, if you make it to bedtime, you feel the joy of cheating death out of one more day," she said. "Do you see?

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I guess after tonight Boots won't think the whole world is her friend," thought Gregor. She had to find out sometime, but it still made him sad.

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I'm so tired, Katniss.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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‎What is to prevent, say, an uprising?

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Suzanne Collins

I noticed just about every girl, but none of them made a lasting impression but you.

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because I have learned the hard way how deadly these beauties can be.

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They don't know that I'm already asking for the moon.

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She's really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail,

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Suzanne Collins

He wants as many victors as possible for the cameras to follow in the Capitol. Thinks it makes for better television." "Are you and Beetee going?" I ask. "As many young and attractive victors as possible,"...

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Suzanne Collins

Well you are a piece of work aren't you?

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Suzanne Collins

Sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them.

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I flee what I can't fight. What can only do me harm.

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss, I don't think President Snow will kill Peeta. If he does, he won't have any way to hurt you." "So, what do you think they'll do to him?" I ask. "Whatever it takes to break you.

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Suzanne Collins

Still, I hate them. But, of course, I hate almost everybody now. Myself more than anyone.

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Suzanne Collins

The question is, what are you going to do?" It turns out the question that's been eating away at me has only ever had one possible answer. But it took Peeta's ploy for me to recognize it. What am I going...

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Suzanne Collins

I shift on to my side and find myself looking directly into Gale's eyes. For an instant the world recedes and there is just his flushed face, his pulse visible at his temple, his lips slightly parted as...

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Suzanne Collins

As we trudge back through the woods, we reach a boulder, and both Gale and I turn our heads in the same direction, like a pair of dogs catching a scent on the wind. Cressida notices and asks what lies...

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Suzanne Collins

I reach for Prim in the twilight, clamp my hand on her leg and pull myself over to her. Her voice remains steady as she croons to Buttercup. "It's all right, baby, it's all right. We'll be OK down there."...

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So, what do you think they'll do to him?" I ask. Prim sounds about a thousand years old when she speaks. "Whatever it takes to break you.

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Suzanne Collins

Today I might lose both of them. I try to imagine a world where both Gale's and Peeta's voices have ceased. Hands stilled. Eyes unblinking. I'm standing over their bodies, having a last look, leaving the...

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Suzanne Collins

Jackson has devised a game called "Real or Not Real" to help Peeta. He mentions something he thinks happened, and they tell him if it's true or imagined, usually followed by a brief explanation.

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Suzanne Collins

It's a long shot, it's suicide maybe, but I do the only thing I can think of. I lean in and kiss Peeta full on the mouth. His whole body starts shuddering, but I keep my lips pressed to his until I have...

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Suzanne Collins

I wonder how she'll make up her mind." "Oh, that I do know." I can just catch Gale's last words through the layer of fur. "Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can't survive without.

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Suzanne Collins

I wrap my arms around his neck, feel his arms hesitate before they embrace me. Not as steady as they once were, but still warm and strong. A thousand moments surge through me. All the times these arms...

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Suzanne Collins

Then, in my most careful handwriting, come all the details it would be a crime to forget. Lady licking Prim's cheek. My father's laugh. Peeta's father with the cookies. The colour of Finnick's eyes. What...

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Suzanne Collins

You call that a kiss?

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Suzanne Collins

My words hang in the air. I look to the screen, hoping to see them recording some wave of reconciliation going through the crowd. Instead I watch myself get shot on television.

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Suzanne Collins

I begin to fully understand the lengths to which people have gone to protect me. What I mean to the rebels. My on going struggle against the Capitol, which has so often felt like a solitary journey, has...

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Suzanne Collins

Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of make my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind.

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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.

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Suzanne Collins

If it's true, why do they leave us to live like this? With the hunger and the killings and the Games?" And suddenly I hate this imaginary underground city of District 13 and those who sit by, watching...

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Suzanne Collins

The star-crossed lovers

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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 side step that?

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Suzanne Collins

You'd have thought we planned it," says Peeta, giving me just the hint of a smile. "Didn't you?" asks Portia. Her fingers press her eyelids closed as if she's warding off a very bright light. "No," I say...

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Suzanne Collins

But there's food if you know how to find it. My father knew and he taught me some before he was blown to bits in a mine explosion. There was nothing even to bury. I was eleven then. Five years later, I...

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Suzanne Collins

She must have really loved him to leave her home for the Seam. I try to remember that when all I can see is the woman who sat by, blank and unreachable, while her children turned to skin and bones. I try...

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Suzanne Collins

You can tell by the way the girls whisper about him when he walks by in school that they want him. It makes me jealous but not for the reason people would think. Good hunting partners are hard to find.

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Suzanne Collins

Tonight. After the reaping, everyone is supposed to celebrate. And a a lot of people do, out of relief that their children have been spared for another year. But at least two families will pull their shutters,...

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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...

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One slip. One slip in thousands. The odds had been entirely in her favor. But it hadn't mattered.

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Suzanne Collins

So instead of acknowledging applause, I stand there unmoving while they take part in the boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence. Which says we do not agree. We do not condone. All of this is...

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Suzanne Collins

Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me. But a shift has occurred since I stepped up to take Prim's place, and...

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Suzanne Collins

And once we reach the city, my stylist will dictate my look for the opening ceremonies tonight anyway. I just hope I get one who doesn't think nudity is the last word in fashion.

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Suzanne Collins

One time, my mother told me that I always eat like I'll never see food again. And I said, "I won't unless I bring it home." That shut her up.

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Suzanne Collins

I'm sure they didn't notice anything but you. You should wear flames more often," he says. "They suit you.

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Suzanne Collins

The walls of this elevator are made of crystal so that you can watch the people on the ground floor shrink to ants as you shoot up into the air. It's exhilarating and I'm tempted to ask Effie Trinket if...

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Suzanne Collins

Barbarism? That's ironic coming from a woman helping to prepare us for slaughter. And what's she basing our success on? Our table manners?

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Suzanne Collins

Unfortunately, I can't seal the sponsor deals for you. Only Haymitch can do that," says Effie grimly. "But don't worry, I'll get him to the table at gunpoint if necessary." Although lacking in many departments,...

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Suzanne Collins

It's not easy to find a topic. Talking of home is painful. Talking of the present unbearable.

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Suzanne Collins

Someone ought to get Haymitch a drink.

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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...

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Suzanne Collins

I've asked you fifty questions and still have no sense of your life, your family, what you care about. They want to know about you, Katniss." "But I don't want them to! They're already taking my future!...

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Suzanne Collins

By the end of the session, I am no one at all. Haymitch started drinking somewhere around witty, and a nasty edge has crept into his voice. "I give up, sweetheart. Just answer the questions and try not...

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Suzanne Collins

Her name's Prim. She's just twelve. And I love her more than anything.

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Peeta smiles at me, sad and mocking. "Okay. Thanks for the tip, sweetheart.

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Suzanne Collins

I'm not allowed to bet, but if I could, my money would be on you.

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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.

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Suzanne Collins

There's no point in comforting words, in telling her she'll be all right. She's no fool. Her hand reaches out and I clutch it like a lifeline. As if it's me who's dying instead of Rue.

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Suzanne Collins

But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece o time we call today.

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Peeta?" I creep along the bank. "Well, don't step on me.

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss?" Peeta says. I meet his eyes, knowing my face must be some shade of green. He mouths the words. "How about that kiss?

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Suzanne Collins

Here, cover yourself with this and I'll wash your shorts." "Oh, I don't care if you see me," says Peeta.

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You know, you're kind of squeamish for such a lethal person

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Suzanne Collins

You're not going to die. I forbid it. All right?" "All right," he whispers.

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Suzanne Collins

Never having been in love, this is going to be a real trick. I think of my parents. The way my father never failed to bring her gifts from the woods. The way my mother's face would light up at the sound...

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Suzanne Collins

Go to sleep," he says softly. His hand brushes the lose strands of my hair off my forehead. Unlike the staged kisses and caresses so far, this gesture seems natural and comforting. I don't want him to...

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Suzanne Collins

Peeta, you were supposed to wake me after a couple of hours," I say. "For what? Nothing's going on here," he says. "Besides, I like watching you sleep. You don't scowl. Improves your looks a lot." This,...

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Suzanne Collins

Yes. I killed him. And buried her in flowers," I say. "And I sang her to sleep.

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Suzanne Collins

This is the first kiss that we're both fully aware of. Neither of us hobbled by sickness or pain or simply unconscious. Our lips neither burning with fever or icy cold. This is the first kiss where I actually...

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Suzanne Collins

So, in a way, my name being drawn in the reaping was a real piece of luck," says Peeta.

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Suzanne Collins

What was that you were saying just before the food arrived? Something about me... no competition... best thing that ever happened to you...

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Suzanne Collins

That's right. Who am I thinking of? Oh, I know. It's Cinna who likes you. But that's mainly because you didn't try to run when he set you on fire," says Peeta. "On the other hand, Haymitch... well, if...

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Suzanne Collins

Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate clean whit his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss out to her in general and...

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Suzanne Collins

I pull the sleeping bag up to his chin and kiss his forehead, not for the audience, but for me. Because I'm so grateful that he's here, not dead by the stream as I'd thought. So glad I don't have to face...

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Suzanne Collins

Greeting to the final contestants of the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games. The earlier revision has been revoked. Closer examination of the rule book has disclosed that only one winner may be allowed," he says....

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Suzanne Collins

Got it," I say. "Did you tell Peeta this?" "Don't have to," says Haymitch. "He's already there.

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Suzanne Collins

Haymitch said you'd take a lot of convincing.

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss?" He drops my hand and I take a step, as if to catch my balance. "It was all for the Games," Peeta says. "How you acted." "Not all of it," I say, tightly holding onto my flowers. "Then how much?...

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Suzanne Collins

I also want to tell him how much I already miss him. But that wouldn't be fair on my part.

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Suzanne Collins

Not like this. He wanted it to be real.

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Suzanne Collins

Let them go, I tell myself. Say good-bye and forget them. I do my best, thinking of them one by one, releasing them like birds from the protective cages inside me, locking the doors against their return.

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Suzanne Collins

ll I can think about, every day, every waking minute since they drew Prim's name at the reaping, is how afraid I am.

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Suzanne Collins

Great. Now I have to go back and tell Haymitch I want an eighty-year-old and Nuts and Volts for my allies. He'll love that.

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Suzanne Collins

Maybe I'd think that, too, Caesar," says Petta bitterly, "if it weren't for the baby." There. He's done it again.

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Suzanne Collins

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

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Highly unlikely but not impossible.

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Suzanne Collins

Dawn comes before sleep does.

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A spark could be enough to set them ablaze.

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Everything is happening too fast for me to process it.

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Suzanne Collins

Beauty that arose out of pain.

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Suzanne Collins

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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Suzanne Collins

Your favorite colour . . . it's green?" "That's right." Then I think of something to add. "And yours is orange." "Orange?" He seems unconvinced. "Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset," I say. "At...

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Suzanne Collins

I feel like I owe him something, and I hate owing people. Maybe if I had thanked him at some point, I'd be feeling less conflicted now. I thought about it a couple of times, but the opportunity never seemed...

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Suzanne Collins

A verbal promise behind closed doors, even a statement written on paper-these could easily evaporate . . . .

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Suzanne Collins

She genuinely likes people. All people, not just a select few she's spent years making up her mind about.

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Suzanne Collins

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...

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Suzanne Collins

Katniss Everdeen, the girl who was on fire, you have provided a spark that, left unattended, may grow to an inferno that destroys Panem," he says.

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Well, I can't leave Mags behind," says Finnick. "She's one of the few people who actually likes me.

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Suzanne Collins

Right before the explosions begin, I find a star.

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Suzanne Collins

Caesar Flickerman asks if the president has a date in mind. "Oh, before we set a date, we better clear it with Katniss's mother," says the president. The audience gives a big laugh and the president puts...

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Suzanne Collins

No matter what I do, I'm hurting someone." - Katniss Everdeen

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Suzanne Collins

In District 12, looking old is something of an achievement since so many people die early. You see an elderly person, you want to congratulate them on their longevity, ask the secret of survival. A plump...

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Suzanne Collins

I don't know how to make people like me. Cinna, how do you make people like you?

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Although who knows? Maybe this will be it, Katniss." "What?" I ask. "The time it sticks. Maybe we are witnessing the evolution of the human race. Think about that." And then he asks me if I'd like to perform...

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Suzanne Collins

It's your own fault for being so camera-ready," I tell Gale. If looks could kill.

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Please feel free to take this personally.

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Despite serious reservations, I had to forgive Finnick for his role in the conspiracy that landed me here. He, at least has some idea of what I'm going through. And it takes too much energy to stay angry...

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Suzanne Collins

Oh, no. It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people?" says Peeta. "It costs everything you are.

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But between the images, we are privy to the real-life action being played out on the set. Peeta's attempt to continue speaking. The camera knocked down to record the white tiled floor. The scuffle of boots....

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I take a few breaths to calm myself, step back, and lift Buttercup by the scruff of the neck. "I should've drowned you when I had the chance." His ears flatten and he raises a paw. I hiss before he gets...

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Suzanne Collins

There were two Avoxes with me in prison. Darius and Lavinia, but the guards mostly called them the redheads. They'd been our servants in the Training Center, so they arrested them, too. I watched them...

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Suzanne Collins

I'm almost there, almost to the barricade, when I thinks she hears me. Because for just a moment, she catches sight of me, her lips form my name. And that's when the rest of the parachutes go off.

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Suzanne Collins

As I descend the stairs, I can’t help brushing my fingers along the unblemished white marble walls. So cold and beautiful. Even in the Capitol, there’s nothing to match the magnificence of this old...

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Suzanne Collins

I do plan on saying one or two things to him when we're allowed an hour for goodbyes. To let him know how essential he's been to me all these years. How better my life has been for knowing him." -Katniss...

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Suzanne Collins

If I get home, I'll be so stinking rich, I'll be able to pay someone to do my hearing.

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Suzanne Collins

I see now that the circumstances of ones birth are irrelevent. it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are

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Suzanne Collins

But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. "Katniss, there is no district twelve.

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I do think you're mad and I'll still go with you.

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Suzanne Collins

i can win but you cant lose, this makes us all even in our ways.

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Suzanne Collins

See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner," "A coal miner? Why did she want a coal miner if she could've had you?" "Because when he sings...even the birds stop...

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Suzanne Collins

How did Rue end up on that stage with nothing but the wind offering to take her place?

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Suzanne Collins

While you live, the revolution lives

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Suzanne Collins

Make sure they remember you.

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Suzanne Collins

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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Suzanne Collins

Pity does not get you aid. Admiration at your refusal to give in does.

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Suzanne Collins

what is the worst pain? To me, it's always the pain that is present.

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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.

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Suzanne Collins

She's Prim's size in diameter.

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Suzanne Collins

Don't you see, Katniss, this will decide things. One way or the other. By the end of the day, they'll ether be dead or with us. It's...it's more than we could hope for! Well, that's a sunny view of our...

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Suzanne Collins

Let the Hunger Games Begin!

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Suzanne Collins

Yes, it's your fault I'm alive.

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Suzanne Collins

I don't want to cry. Everyone will make note of my tears and I'll be marked as an easy target. A weakling. I will give no one that satisfaction.

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Suzanne Collins

Agreed," I say. "It's going to be a long hour." "Maybe not that long," says Peeta." what was that you were saying just before the food arrived? Something about me ... no competition ... best thing that...

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Suzanne Collins

Because I can't handle the nightmares. Not without you.

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Suzanne Collins

I don’t stand a chance if he doesn't get better. You’ll never be able to let him go. You’ll always feel wrong about being with me.” “The way I always felt wrong kissing him because of you,”...

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Suzanne Collins

I keep hoping that as time passes by, we’ll regain the ease between us, but part of me knows it’s futile. There’s no going back.

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Suzanne Collins

I think you'd be pretty in any color."-Posy to Octavia

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Want a sugar cube?- Finnick Odair,

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Besides, it's the first gift that's always the hardest to pay back. I wouldn't even have been here to do it if you hadn't helped me then.

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Suzanne Collins

The hatred I feel for him, for the phantom girl, for everything, is so real and immediate it chokes me. Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable. Why did it take him being whipped within an...

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“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”

― Dr. Seuss