So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.
Do i really want him dead? What i want... what i want is to have him back.
The berries. I realize the answer to who I am lies in that handful of poisonous fruit. If I held them out to save Peeta because I knew I would be shunned if I came back without him, then I am despicable. If I held them out because I loved him, I am still self-centered, although forgivable. But if I held them out to defy the capitol, I am someone of worth. The trouble is, I don't know exactly what was going on inside me at that moment.
The way she kissed you in the Quarter Quell…well she never kissed me like that…I should have volunteered to take your place in the first Games. Protected her then…I guess it’s Katniss’ problem. Who to choose…Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can’t survive without.
On and on we seal the pages with salt water and promises to live well to make their deaths count.
Cato kneels beside Clove, spear in hand, begging her to stay with him. In a moment, he will realize it's futile, she can't be saved.
When I was young I was trained in stage fighting and rapier and dagger, for several years.
We sit in silence awhile then I blurt out the thing that's on both our minds. "How are we going to kill these people, Peeta?
Frankly, I could use a little sugarcoating.
I don't write about adolescence. I write about war. For adolescents.
I don't know how to make people like me. Cinna, how do you make people like you?
The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest down through my body out along my arms and legs to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me the kisses have the opposite effect of making my need greater.
Courage only counts when you can count.
the evil thing is inside, not out.
It's just me and the Bane. And I'm fighting him because he killed all of those innocent mice and people, and I have to stop him. Not because Sandwich says so but because I say so.
District 12: Where you can starve to death in safety.
How much better my life has been for knowing him. For loving him, even if it's only in the limited way that I can manage. But I never get the chance.
I can't argue that Finnick isn't one of the most stunning, sensuous people on the planet. But I can honestly say he's never been attractive to me. Maybe he's too pretty, or maybe he's too easy to get, or maybe it's really that he'd just be too easy to lose.
How are you managing? And don't say you're fine." It's true. Whatever the opposite of fine is, that's what I am.
One of the most memorable things I hear is when someone tells me that my books got a reluctant reader to read.
Upon this crown my pledge I give, To my last breath,I hold this choice, I will your unjust deaths avenge, All here who died without a voice.
Slowly, with many lost days, I come back to life.
No one knows what to do with you, girlie.
"If I could grow wings, I could fly. Only people can't grow wings," he say's. "Real or not real?" "Real," I say. "But people don't need wings to survive." "Mockingjays do."
No, you won her over. Gave up everything for her. Maybe that's the only way to convince her you love her.
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