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Having an eye for beauty isn't the same thing as a weakness...except possibly when it comes to you.

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Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says.

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Sometimes, when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread

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Orange?" He seems unconvinced."Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset," I say. "At least, that's what you told me once.

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Lunch makes me feel a bit better.

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Never was I supposed to hear the words 'He says he wants to see you.' But now that I have, there's no way to refuse.

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Prim... Rue... aren't they the very reason I have to try to fight? Because what has been done to them is so wrong, so beyond justification, so evil th...more

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But I have to confess, I'm glad you two had at least a few months of happiness together."I'm not glad," says Peeta. "I wish we had waited until the wh...more

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Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them.

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I look coolly in to the blue eyes of the person who is now my greatest opponent, the person who would keep me alive at his own expense. And I promise ...more

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Not like this. He wanted it to be real.

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So what should we do with our last few days?”“I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you,” Peete replies.“Come on, the...more

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Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know," Haymitch says.

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I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say. "Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real.

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Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable. Why did it take him being whipped within an inch of his life to see it?