Thresh Quotes

• "I'm not their slave," the man mutters.
  "I am," I say. "That's why I killed Cato ... and he killed Thresh ... and he killed Clove ... and she tried to kill me. It just goes around and around, and who wins? Not us. Not the districts. Always the Capitol. But I'm tired of being a piece in their Games."

  Suzanne Collins

  Tired, Winning, Men

  Suzanne Collins (2010). “Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3)”, p.215, Scholastic Inc.

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• This means that they are bound by law and custom to plough the fields of their masters, harvest the corn, gather it into barns, and thresh and winnow the grain; they must also mow and carry home the hay, cut and collect wood, and perform all manner of tasks of this kind.

  Jean Froissart

  Home, Mean, Cutting

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• 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.

  Suzanne Collins

  Hands, Realizing, Moments

  Suzanne Collins (2011). “The Hunger Games Trilogy”, p.378, Scholastic Inc.

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• The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said.

  Philip Larkin

  Tree, Said, Leafs

  Philip Larkin (2012). “Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica”, Faber & Faber

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• He who is silent must be agreed with, for what shall the wings of opposition thresh upon, without the winds of conversation to shoulder them.

  Bryant H. McGill

  Wind, Wings, Literature

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• "Clove!" Cato's voice is much nearer now. I can tell by the pain in it that he sees her on the ground. "You better run now, Fire Girl," says Thresh. I don't need to be told twice. I flip over and my feet dig into the hard-packed earth as I run away from Thresh and Clove and the sound of Cato's voice. Only when I reach the woods do I turn back for an instant. Thresh and both large backpacks are vanishing over the edge of the plain into the area I've never seen. 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.

  Suzanne Collins

  Girl, Running, Pain

  "The Hunger Games". Book by Suzanne Collins, September 14, 2008.

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• WEATHERS This is the weather the cuckoo likes, And so do I; When showers betumble the chestnut spikes, And nestlings fly; And the little brown nightingale bills his best, And they sit outside at 'The Traveller's Rest,' And maids come forth sprig-muslin drest, And citizens dream of the south and west, And so do I. This is the weather the shepherd shuns, And so do I; When beeches drip in browns and duns, And thresh and ply; And hill-hid tides throb, throe on throe, And meadow rivulets overflow, And drops on gate bars hang in a row, And rooks in families homeward go, And so do I.

  Thomas Hardy

  Dream, Weather, Shepherds

  Late Lyrics and Earlier (1922) "Weathers"

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• The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too. Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of grain. Yet still the unresting castles thresh In fullgrown thickness every May. Last year is dead, they seem to say, Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

  Philip Larkin

  Grief, Years, Tree

  Philip Larkin (2014). “Poesía reunida”, p.217, LUMEN

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