Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true, here is the place where I love you.
Suzanne CollinsBecause when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.
Suzanne CollinsTags: music
But if you want to find peace, you must first be able to hope it is possible.
Suzanne CollinsBut Mockingjays were never a weapon," said Madge. "They’re just songbirds. Right?"
"Yeah, I guess so,” I said, But it’s not true. A mockingbird is just a songbird. A mockingjay is a creature the capitol never intended to exist. They hadn’t counted on the highly controlled jabberjay having the brains to adapt to the wild, to thrive in a new form. They hadn’t anticipated its will to live.
Tags: hunger-games
Mostly we just add to the piles of rainbow glass that's been blown off the exteriors of the cany-colored buildings.
Suzanne CollinsIt's meant to be pretty," whispers Octavia, and I can see the tears threatening to spill over her lashes.
Posy considers this and says matter-of-factly, "I think you'd be pretty in any color."
The tiniest of smiles forms on Octavia's lips. "Thank you.
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They erase my face with a layer of pale makeup and draw my features back out.
Suzanne CollinsBecause I'm selfish. I'm a coward. I'm the kind of girl who, when she might actually be of use, would run to stay alive and leave those who couldn't follow to suffer and die.
Suzanne CollinsTags: life
Only I keep wishing I could think of a way...to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games.
Suzanne CollinsTags: hunger-games-peeta
He frosted under heavy guard.
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