I always channel my emotions into my work. That way, I don't hurt anyone but myself.
what is the worst pain? To me, it's always the pain that is present.
You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers. "Real," I answer. "Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.
Behind a rack of framed photos of Snow, we encounter a wounded Peacekeeper propped up against a strip of brick wall. He asks us for help. Gale knees him in the side of the head and takes his gun.
Highly unlikely but not impossible.
Peeta smiles and douses Haymitch's knife in white liquor from a bottle on the floor. He wipes the blade clean on his shirt tail and slices the bread. Peeta keeps all of us in fresh baked goods. I hunt. He bakes. Haymitch drinks. We have our own ways to stay busy, to keep thought of our time as contestants in the Hunger Games at bay.
We have to joke about it because the alternative is to be scared
We had to save you because you're the mockingjay, Katniss," says Plutarch. "While you live, the revolution lives.
Fine. Somebody else can arrange to get the stupid goat knocked up.
I guess this is a bad time to mention I hung a dummy and painted Seneca Crane's name on it.
Because something is significantly wrong with a creature that sacrifices its children's lives to settle its differences. You can spin it any way you like... But in the end, who does it benefit? No one. The truth is, it benefits no one to live in a world where these things happen
I realize, for the first time, how very lonely I've been in the arena. How comforting the presence of another human being can be.
Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.
So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air. She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent...and right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner.
Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know," Haymitch says.
We could do it, you know." "What?" "Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it.
I'll tell them how I survive it. I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away. That's when I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I've seen someone do. It's like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years. But there are much worse games to play.
And then he gives me a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me.
Your only defense can be you were so madly in love you weren't responsible for your actions.
I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.
I try to forgive her for my father's sake. But to be honest, I'm not the forgiving type.
I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me." His pupils contract to pinpoints, dialate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. "Always," he murmurs.
I have two older sisters and one older brother and hold them largely responsible for the trouble I got into growing up. I believe as the youngest child, that is my right.
The raw hunk of meat that used to be my enemy makes a sound, and I know where the mouth is. And I think the word he's trying to say is 'please'. Pity, not vengeance sends my arrow flying into his skull.
And don't you let your guard down for a second because you think anything's inevitable.
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