#mocking

He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first time. Then he whips off his hospital gown, leaving him in just his underwear. "Why? Do you find this" - he strikes a ridiculously provocative pose - "distracting? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-everdeen #mockingjay #the-hunger-games #hunger

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 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

#katniss #mockingjay #the-hunger-games #katniss

Of course you are. The tributes were necessary to the Games, too. Until they weren't," I say. "And then we were very disposable - right, Plutarch? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #the-hunger-games #katniss

Because it doesn't matter anymore, and because I'm so desperately lonely I can't stand it. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#lonely #mockingjay #katniss

Katniss. I remember about the bread. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#memory #mockingjay #peeta #remember

This is an apology letter to the both of us for how long it took me to let things go. It was not my intention to make such a production of the emptiness between us playing tuba on the tombstone of a soprano to try and keep some dead singer’s perspective alive. It’s just that I coulda swore you had sung me a love song back there and that you meant it but I guess sometimes people just chew with their mouth open so I ate ear plugs alive with my throat hoping they’d get lodged deep enough inside the empty spots that I wouldn’t have to hear you leaving ↗

— Buddy Wakefield

#hurling-crowbirds-at-mockingbars #poetry #love

In the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #mockingjay #peeta #the-hunger-games #love

If you think Atticus Finch went home at night and slept easy because he knew he was doing the right thing, you're wrong....Because even one voice in a wilderness of ignorance is a voice that is heard by someone. Because every woman and man, no matter their color or their religion, is entitled to a good defense. And because Jem and Scout would grow up to be like their father, spreading his wisdom, understanding his compassion and sharing his strength which are the only, the only weapons we have against injustice. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#to-kill-a-mockingbird #religion

You're punishing him over and over for things that are out of his control. Now, I'm not saying you shouldn't have a fully loaded weapon next to you round the clock. But I think it's time you flipped this little scenario in your head. If you'd been taken by the Capitol, and hijacked, and then tried to kill Peeta, is this the way he would be treating you?" demands Haymitch. I fall silent. It isn't. It isn't how he would be treating me at all. He would be trying to get me back at any cost. Not shutting me out, abandoning me, greeting me with hostility at every turn. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #mockingjay #peeta #control