Closing my eyes doesn't help. Fire burns brighter in the darkness.
Here's some advice. Stay alive.
Whatever the opposite of fine is, that's what I am.
If I'm going to die, I want to still be me
Winning means fame and fortune. Losing means certain death. The Hunger Games have begun.
An ability to look into the confusing mess of life and see things for what they are.
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 count on supper and thereby ensure we will never trust one another.
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 I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but i do care for some people.
I think we put our children at an enormous disadvantage by not educating them in war, by not letting them understand about it at an early age.
He became my confidante, someone with whom I could share thoughts I could never voice...In exchange, he trusted me with his.
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.
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.
And to us, we're more married than any piece of paper or big party could make us.
They don't own me. If I'm gonna die, I wanna still be me.
I think....you still have no idea. The effect you can have.
It's not easy to find a topic. Talking of home is painful. Talking of the present unbearable.
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 wrong.
My guess is that fearful events are the hardest to root out. They're the ones we naturally remember the best, after all.
Smiling is mostly about smiling more.
Make sure they remember you.
She genuinely likes people. All people, not just a select few she's spent years making up her mind about.
My nightmares are usually about losing you. I'm okay once I realize you're here.
Tick tock, this is a clock.
Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes, and when again they open, the sun will rise.
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 home. And it's not just that I don't want to be alone. It's him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread.
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