Quotes from work

The Hunger Games

“And may the odds—" He tosses a berry in a high arc toward me.
I catch it in my mouth and break the delicate skin with my teeth. The sweet tartness explodes across my tongue. "—be ever in your favor!”

“Peeta actually is charming and then utterly winning as the boy in love. And there I am, blushing and confused, made beautiful by Cinna’s hands, desirable by Peeta’s confession, tragic by circumstance, and by all accounts, unforgettable.”

“The cat that Prim got hates me, I think partly because I tried to drown it.”

“To tell or not to tell?”

“It sends out a very clear message: "Mess with us and we'll do something worse than kill you. We'll kill your children.”

“Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, “Music.”

“Destroying things is much easier than making them.”

“Maybe… because for the first time… there was a chance I could keep him,” I say.
“So now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?”
“Put you somewhere you can't get hurt.”
And when he kisses me, people in the room actually sigh.”

“Pity does not get you aid. Admiration at your refusal to give in does.”

“I noticed just about every girl, but none of them made a lasting impression but you.”

“They're betting on how long I'll live!' I burst out. 'They're not my friends!”

“He became my confidante, someone with whom I could share thoughts I could never voice… In exchange, he trusted me with his.”

“It’s the first time I’ve ever kissed a boy, which should make some sort of impression I guess, but all I can register is how unnaturally hot his lips are from the fever.”

“Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate clean whit his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss out to her in general and calls, "We miss you, Effie!”

“Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his word. This is probably overdue anyway since he’s right, we are supposed to be madly in love.”

“No one will forget me. Not my look, not my name. Katniss. The girl who was on fire.”

“It's not easy to find a topic. Talking of home is painful. Talking of the present unbearable.”

“His face and arms are so artfully disguised as to be invisible. I kneel beside him. “I guess all those hours decorating cakes paid off.” Peeta smiles. “Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.”

“I’m in a shallow hole, not filled with the humming orange bubbles of my hallucination but with old, dead leaves.”