I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good.
Suzanne CollinsYour favorite colour . . . it's green?"
"That's right." Then I think of something to add. "And yours is orange."
"Orange?" He seems unconvinced.
"Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset," I say. "At least, that's what you told me once."
"Oh." He closes his eyes briefly, maybe trying to conjure up that sunset, then nods his head. "Thank you."
But more words tumble out. "You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.
No matter what I do, I'm hurting someone." - Katniss Everdeen
Suzanne CollinsI don't know how to make people like me. Cinna, how do you make people like you?
Suzanne CollinsMots clés katniss katniss-everdeen cinna
I do plan on saying one or two things to him when we're allowed an hour for goodbyes. To let him know how essential he's been to me all these years. How better my life has been for knowing him.
Suzanne CollinsMots clés goodbyes
She crept up on me.
Suzanne CollinsMots clés love the-hunger-games suzanne-collins mockingjay
How did Rue end up on that stage with nothing but the wind offering to take her place?
Suzanne CollinsHow exactly did Rue end up on stage with nothing but the wind offering to take her place?
Suzanne CollinsMake sure they remember you.
Suzanne CollinsMots clés haymitch-abernathy inpirational
He could have had his choice of any woman in the district. And he chose solitude. Not solitude – that sounds too peaceful. More like solitary confinement.
Suzanne CollinsMots clés solitude katniss the-hunger-games haymitch catching-fire
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