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.
But if you want to find peace, you must first be able to hope it is possible.
Once I’m on my feet I realize escape might not be so easy.
My nightmares are usually about losing you. I’m okay once I realize you’re here.
His dad said even the cavemen had geniuses among them. Somebody had thought up the wheel.
There are much worse games to play.
Let the Seventy-forth Hunger Games begin, Cato, I think. Let them begin for real.
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!
I start to crack at four hundred to one.
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.
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.
Somehow it always comes back to coal at school.
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.
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.
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.
I’m in a shallow hole, not filled with the humming orange bubbles of my hallucination but with old, dead leaves.
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.
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.
Please feel free to take this personally.
Beauty that arose out of pain.