But because two can play at this game, I stand on tiptoe and kiss his cheek. Right on his bruise.
That was the one thing I had going for me. Taking care of your family.
Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them.
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 drily.
You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.
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 was never any answer.
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. Everyone does it, or else how would you have any fun at a feast?
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.
hey. I just wanted to make sure you got home," I say. "Katniss, I live three houses away from you," he says.
But the only thing that distracts me from my current situation is fantasizing about killing President Snow.
You have a... remarkable memory." "I remember everything about you. You're the one who wasn't paying attention.
They're already taking my future! They can't have the things that mattered to me in the past!
So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.
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.
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.
I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone.
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 slips away, leaving me sadder than ever.
I stand there, feeling broken and small, thousands of eyes trained on me.
I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good.
It starts at midnight.
They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.
Mostly we just add to the piles of rainbow glass that's been blown off the exteriors of the cany-colored buildings.
I stare at the mirror as I try to remember who I am and who I am not.
Poison. The perfect weapon for a snake.
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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