25 Quotes About Peetum

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, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena. Suzanne Collins

No problem, " Gale replies. "I wake up ten times a night anyway."" To make sure Katniss is still here?" asks Peeta."Something like that, ".." That was funny, what Tigris said. About no one knowing what to do with her."" Well, WE never have, ".." She loves you, you know, " says Peeta. "She as good as told me after they whipped you."" Don't believe it, " Gale answers. "The way she kissed you in the Quarter Quell..well she never kissed me like that."" It was just part of the show, " Peeta tells him, although there's an edge of doubt in his voice." No, you won her over. Gave up everything for her. Maybe that's the only way to convince her you love her." There's a long pause. "I should have volunteered to take your place in the first Games. Protected her then."" You couldn't, " says Peeta. "She'd never have forgiven you. You had to take care of her family. They matter more to her than her life.".." I wonder how she'll make up her mind."" Oh, that I do know." I can just catch Gale's last words through the layer of fur. "Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can't survive without. Suzanne Collins

Peeta, ” I say lightly. “You said at the interview you’d had a crush on me forever. When did forever start?”“ Oh, let’s see. I guess the first day of school. We were five. You had on a red plaid dress and your hair.. it was in two braids instead of one. My father pointed you out when we were waiting to line up, ” Peeta says.“ Your father? Why?” I ask.“ He said, ‘See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner, ’” Peeta says.“ What? You’re making that up! ” I exclaim.“ No, true story, ” Peeta says. “And I said, ‘A coal miner? Why did she want a coal miner if she could’ve had you?’ And he said, ‘Because when he sings.. even the birds stop to listen.’”“ That’s true. They do. I mean, they did, ” I say. I’m stunned and surprisingly moved, thinking of the baker telling this to Peeta. It strikes me that my own reluctance to sing, my own dismissal of music might not really be that I think it’s a waste of time. It might be because it reminds me too much of my father.“ So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air. She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent, ” Peeta says.“ Oh, please, ” I say, laughing.“ No, it happened. And right when your song ended, I knew–just like your mother– I was a goner, ” Peeta says. “Then for the next eleven years, I tried to work up the nerve to talk to you.”“ Without success, ” I add.“ Without success. So, in a way, my name being drawn in the reaping was a real piece of luck, ” says Peeta. For a moment, I’m almost foolishly happy and then confusion sweeps over me. Because we’re supposed to be making up this stuff, playing at being in love not actually being in love. But Peeta’s story has a ring of truth to it. That part about my father and the birds. And I did sing the first day of school, although I don’t remember the song. And that red plaid dress.. there was one, a hand-me-down to Prim that got washed to rags after my father’s death. It would explain another thing, too. Why Peeta took a beating to give me the bread on that awful hollow day. So, if those details are true.. could it all be true?“ You have a.. remarkable memory, ” I say haltingly. “I remember everything about you, ” says Peeta, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “You’re the one who wasn’t paying attention.”“ I am now, ” I say.“ Well, I don’t have much competition here, ” he says. I want to draw away, to close those shutters again, but I know I can’t. It’s as if I can hear Haymitch whispering in my ear, “Say it! Say it! ” I swallow hard and get the words out. “You don’t have much competition anywhere.” And this time, it’s me who leans in. Suzanne Collins

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

The beauty of this idea is that my decision to keep Peeta alive at the expense of my own life is itself an act of defiance. A refusal to play the Hunger Games by the Capitol's rules. My private agenda dovetails completely with my public one. And if I really could save Peeta.. in terms of a revolution, this would be ideal. Because I will be more valuable dead. They can turn me into some kind of martyr for the cause and paint my face on banners, and it will do more to rally people than anything I could do if I was living. But Peeta would be more valuable alive, and tragic, because he will be able to turn his pain into words that will transform people. Suzanne Collins

Katniss. I remember about the bread. Suzanne Collins

But it's not safe and I can feel him slipping away, so I just get out one more sentence. "Stay with me." As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back but I don't catch it. Suzanne Collins

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.' Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid like cry. Suzanne Collins

You'd have thought we planned it, " says Peeta, giving me just the hint of a smile." Didn't you?" asks Portia. Her fingers press her eyelids closed as if she's warding off a very bright light." No, " I say looking at Peeta with a new sense of apreciation. "Neither of us even knew what we were going to do before we went in."" And Haymitch?" says Peeta. "We decided we don't want any other allies in the arena."" Good. Then I won't be responsible for you killing off any of my friends with your stupidity, " he says. Suzanne Collins

Yeah, about that, ” says Peeta, entwining his fingers in mine. “Don’t try something like that again.” “Or what?” I ask. “Or .. . or .. .” He can’t think of anything good. “Just give me a minute. Suzanne Collins

If he goes and dies on me now, I know I'll go completely insane. Suzanne Collins

Yes, they have to have a victor. Without a victor, the whole thing would blow up in the Gamemakers' faces. They'd have failed the Capitol. Might possibly even be executed, slowly and painfully, while the cameras broadcast it to every screen in the country. Suzanne Collins