Yes, it's your fault I'm alive. Suzanne Collins More Quotes by Suzanne Collins More Quotes From Suzanne Collins It'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. Suzanne Collins color tears thinking 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. Suzanne Collins medicine real mother When I ask Plutarch about his absence, he just shakes his head and says, "He couldnt face it." "Haymitch? Not able to face something? Wanted a day off, more likely," I say. "I think his actual words were 'I couldn't face it without a bottle,'" says Plutarch. Suzanne Collins days-off bottles thinking 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. Suzanne Collins eye tree men Enobaria smiles at Johanna. 'Don't look so smug,' says Johanna. 'We'll kill you anyway. Suzanne Collins looks All I can think of is the emaciated bodies of children on our kitchen table as my mother prescribes what the parent's can't give. More food. Suzanne Collins mother children thinking I knew it. In this way, Peeta's not hard to predict. While I was wallowing around on the floor of that cellar, thinking only of myself, he was here, thinking of me. Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. Suzanne Collins strong way thinking They erase my face with a layer of pale makeup and draw my features back out. Suzanne Collins layers makeup faces Four people wheel out a huge wedding cake from a side room. Most of the guests back up, making way for this rarity, this dazzling creation with blue-green, white-tipped icing waves swimming with fish and sailboats, seals and sea flowers. But I push my way through the crowd to confirm what I knew at first sight. As surely as the embroidery stitches in Annie's gown were done by Cinna's hand, the frosted flowers on the cake were done by Peeta's. Suzanne Collins swimming flower hands I will never give up if you never give in. Suzanne Collins i-will-never-give-up never-give-in giving-up Maybe the other tributes are out there beating one another senseless. Which would be fine. - Katniss - Suzanne Collins katniss fine would-be I pound on the glass, screaming my head off. Everyone ignores me except for some Capitol attendant who appears behind me and offers me a beverage. Suzanne Collins beverages glasses pounds Sorry excuses for hunters and friends. Both of us. Suzanne Collins hunters excuse sorry Remember that even in war there is a time for restraint. A time to hold back your sword. Suzanne Collins restraint remember war Underground. Which I hate. Like mines and tunnels and 13. Underground, where I dread dying, which is stupid because even if I die aboveground, the next thing they'll do is bury me underground anyway. Suzanne Collins hate tunnels stupid Never," said Gregor. "I'll never get rid of you, no matter how hard I try." It was no longer an effort to say the words. "I love you." "I love you, too," said Luxa. After that there was nothing left to say. Suzanne Collins effort love-you trying Finally, the intercom crackles and Hatmitch's acerbic laugh fills the studio. He contains himself just long enough to say, 'And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies. Suzanne Collins revolution laughing long I think of the snarling, cruel exchange back on the hovercraft. The bitterness that followed. But all I say is "I can't believe you didn't rescue Peeta." "I know," he replies. There's a sense of incompleteness. And not because he hasn't apologized. But because we were a team. We had a deal to keep Peeta safe. A drunken, unrealistic deal made in the dark of night, but a deal just the same. And in my heart of hearts, I know we both failed. "Now you say it," I tell him. "I can't believe you let him out of your sight that night," says Haymitch. Suzanne Collins team heart believe Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. I reach out for him and say something like his name and he's there, holding me and patting my back. "It's okay. It'll be okay, sweetheart." He sits me on a length of broken marble pillar and keeps an arm around me while I sob. Suzanne Collins broken names comfort You're alive," I whisper, pressing my palms against my cheeks, feeling the smile that's so wide it must look like a grimace. Peeta's alive. Suzanne Collins alive feelings looks
