That was the first time I ever saw him smile. It transformed him from someone menacing to someone you wished you knew.
And it takes so much energy to stay angry with someone who cries so much.
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.
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.
Poison. The perfect weapon for a snake.
They more than do their work, they take pride in it. Like Cinna.
Some walks you have to take alone.
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.
Katniss. I remember about the bread.
Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the capitol. We’re very familiar with each other’s screams.
You’re punishing him over and over for things that are out of his control.
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.
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.
An ability to look into the confusing mess of life and see things for what they are.
He frosted under heavy guard.
But I don’t know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you.
Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don’t want to miss any of them.
Closing my eyes doesn’t help. Fire burns brighter in the darkness.
Don’t let him take you from me.
But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We’re fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.