#mockingjay

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

— Suzanne Collins

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You'll never be able to let him go. You'll always feel wrong about being with me. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #letting-go #lost #love #mockingjay

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

Are you preparing for another war, Plutarch?" I ask. "Oh, not now. Now we're in a sweet period where everyone agrees that our recent horrors should never be repeated," he says. "But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction. Although who knows? Maybe this will be it, Katniss. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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Slowly, with many lost days, I come back to life. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#days #end #life #lost #mockingjay

There's something else there as well, something entirely her own. An ability to look into the confusing mess of life and see things for what they are. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#life #mockingjay #prim #life

My nightmares are mostly about losing you. Then I wake up to find you're still with me. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#hunger-games #love #mockingjay #suzanne-collins #love

All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for who I really am. Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly. And I hate him for it. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #peeta #the-hunger-games #wonder

Peeta's awake already, sitting on the side of the bed, looking bewildered as the trio of doctors reassure him, flash lights in his eyes, checks his pules. I'm disappointed that mine was not the first face he saw when he woke up, but he sees it now. His features registrer disbelief and something more intense that I can't quite place. Desire? Desperation? Surely both, for he sweeps the doctors aside, leaps to his feets and moves towards me. I run to meet him, my arms extended to embrace him. His hands are reaching for mine too, to caress my face, I think. My lips are forming his name when his fingers lock around my throat. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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