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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. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. "Katniss, there is no district twelve. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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Katniss, there is no District Twelve... ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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Maybe I'd think that, too, Caesar," says Petta bitterly, "if it weren't for the baby." There. He's done it again. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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If he wants me broken, then I will have to be whole. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #suzanne-collins #to-capitol #katniss

Finally, he can see me for who I really am. Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly. And I hate him for it. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#distrustful #everdeen #katniss #manipulative #violent

Maybe the other tributes are out there beating one another senseless. Which would be fine. - Katniss - ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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If I'm going to cry, now is the time. By morning, I'll be able to wash all the damage done by the tears from my face. But no tears come. I'm too tired or too numb to cry. The only thing I feel is a desire to be somewhere else. So I let the train rock me into oblivion. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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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

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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

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