#katniss

Stay with me." As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back, but I don't quite catch it. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss

I'm on a frosting sailboat, tossed around by blue-green waves, the deck shifting beneath my feet. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss

Katniss, got that spile?" Finnick asks, snapping me back to reality. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#finnick-odair #suzanne-collions #the-hunger-games #trilogy #katniss

I look down from the branch I'm perched on. The Careers look murderous. Now I smile.'How have things been with you?' I ask sweetly. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#cato #clove #glimmer #humor #katniss

Look how we take your children and sacrifice them and there’s nothing you can do. If you lift a finger, we will destroy every last one of you. Just as we did in District Thirteen. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#intimidation #katniss-everdeen #threat #sacrifice

What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button? How would I spend the hours I now commit to combing the woods for sustenance if it were so easy to come by? What do they do all day, these people in the Capitol, besides decorating their bodies and waiting around for a new shipment of tributes to rill in and die for their entertainment? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable." ~Katniss Everdeen ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#gale #hunger-games #katniss #love #lovers

but it's not safe and I can feel him slipping away, so I just get out one more sentence. "Stay with me." As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back but I don't catch it. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #meaning #mocking-jay #peeta #spolier

The mayor finishes the dreary Treaty of Treason and motions for Peeta and me to shake hands. His are as solid and warm as those loaves of bread. Peeta looks me right in the eye and gives my hand what I think is meant to be a reassuring squeeze. Maybe it's just a nervous spasm. We turn back the crowd as the anthem of Panem plays. Oh well, I think. There will be twenty-four of us. Odds are someone else will kill him before I do. Of course, the odds have not been very dependable of late. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-and-peeta #katniss

The question is, what are you going to do?" It turns out the question that's been eating away at me has only ever had one possible answer. But it took Peeta's ploy for me to recognize it. What am I going to do? I take a deep breath. My arms rise slightly - as if recalling the black-and-white wings Cinna gave me - then come to rest at my sides. "I'm going to be the Mockingjay. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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