He wanted to stay there forever, letting her soothe him, pretending he was just a kid and his mom could make everything okay.
Everybody seems to know my secrets before I know them myself.
Coriolanus winced a little. For a decade now, though the rebels had been silent, his grandmother had not.
You can torture us, bombard us, set fire to our districts. But you see that? Fire is catching. And if we burn, you burn with us.
Wars are won by heads not hearts.
And he wanted to keep her. Safe and close at hand. Admired and admiring. Devoted. And entirely, unequivocally his.
I’m planning to,” said Sejanus. “I’m planning to build a whole new beautiful life here. One where, in my own small way, I can make the world a better place.
I wrap my arms tightly around his neck before he can order me to do push-ups or something. Instead he pulls me in close and buries his face in my hair. Warmth radiates from the spot where his lips just touch my neck, slowly spreading through the rest of me. It feels so good, so impossibly good, that I know I will not be the first to let go.
Courage in battle was often necessary because of someone else’s poor planning.
I was their Mockingjay long before I accepted the role.
Above all I am hoping for trees, which may afford me some means of concealment and food and shelter. Often there are trees because barren landscapes are dull and the Games resolve too quickly without them.
Why don’t they leave? Why do they stay to watch? And now I know. It’s because you have no choice.
I’m surprised that the next speaker is Boggs, who I think of as a muscular robot that does Coin’s bidding. “When she sang the song. While the little girl died.” Somewhere in my head an image surfaces of Boggs with a young boy perched up on his hip. In the dining hall, I think. Maybe he’s not a robot after all.
Tucking my knees up to my chin, I wait for death. Sick and disoriented, I’m able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life. Then the ants bore into my eyes and I black out.
You know, sometimes I do hear funny things on that side. Things you wouldn’t ordinarily think have a sound. Like insect wings. Or snow hitting the ground.” Perfect. Now all the attention will turn to the surgeons who fixed my deaf ear after the Games last year, and they’ll have to explain why I can hear like a bat.
In his hands, I am again a mockingjay.
I don’t want them to change me in there. Turn me in some kind of monster that I’m not.
Katniss Everdeen, The Girl On Fire!
Hey, you found some katniss. Good work, CC.
To make themselves feel better, my patrons would make presents of money or jewellery, but I found a much more valuable form of payment.” Secrets, I think. That’s what Finnick told me his lovers paid him in, only I thought the whole arrangement was by his choice. “Secrets,” he says, echoing my thoughts. “And this is where you’re going to want to stay tuned, President Snow, because so very many of them were about you. But let’s begin with some of the others.