Suzanne Collins Quotes About Katniss And Peeta
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I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.
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I don't want to lose the boy with the bread.
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Don't let him take you from me.
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Oh, that I do know...Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can't survive without.
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My lips are just forming his name when his fingers lock around my throat.
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My nightmares are usually about losing you. I'm okay once I realize you're here.
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Because...because...she came here with me.
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I’m stopped by the sight of Finnick kissing Peeta.
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You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers. "Real," I answer. "Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.
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What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.
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You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?
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Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid like cry.
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I know what blood poisoning is, Katniss," says Peeta. "Even if my mother isn't a healer." I'm jolted back in time, to another wound, another set of bandages. "You said that same thing to me in the first Hunger Games. Real or not real?" "Real," he says. "And you risked your life getting the medicine that saved me?" "Real." I shrug. "You were the reason I was alive to do it.
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But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. "Katniss, there is no District Twelve."
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Maybe I'll be like the man in the Hanging Tree still waiting for an answer.' Gale who I have never seen cry has tears in his eyes. To keep them from spilling over. I reach forward and press my lips against his. We taste of heat, ashes and misery.
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Katniss. I remember about the bread.
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You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.
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And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don't want him to die. And it's not about the sponsors. And it's not about what will happen when we get home. And it's not just that I don't want to be alone. It's him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread.
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Your 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.
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The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up.
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Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.
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Peeta, how come I never know when you're having a nightmare?” I say. “I don't know. I don't think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror,” he says. “You should wake me,” I say, thinking about how I can interrupt his sleep two or three times on a bad night. About how long it can take to calm me down. “It's not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you,” he says. “I'm okay once I realize you're here.
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To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.
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I don't think it's going to work out. Winning...won't help in any case. Because...she came here with me. - Peeta Mellark
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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.
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Ally." Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can't tell what's real anymore, and what's made up.
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Katniss, the girl who was on fire!
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I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.
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You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real.
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I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun.
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