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Everlark | Jenny Holzer Finding extreme pleasure will make you a better person if you’re careful about what thrills you.
Katniss | Peeta
Katniss Everdeen | Jenny Holzer You confuse me with something that is in you. I will not predict how you want to use me.
Peeta Mellark || Jenny Holzer
Savor kindness, because cruelty is always possible later.
“I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there’s no relief in waking.”
- Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
It’s a primrose - Oenothera - but I don’t know which one. Pretty! In the power cut.
“When I see him, I pull up short. His face is flushed from digging up the ground under the windows. In a wheelbarrow are five scraggly bushes[…]
“What are you doing?”
“I went to the woods this morning and dug these up. For her,” he says. “I thought we could plant them along the side of the house.”
I look at the bushes, the clods of dirt hanging from their roots and catch my breath as the word rose registers. I’m about to yell vicious things at Peeta when the full name comes to me. Not plain rose but evening primrose. This flower my sister was named for.”
Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
“My nose twitches. It’s the smell. Cloying and artificial. A dab of white peeks out of a vase of dried flowers on my dresser. I approach it with cautious steps. There, all but obscured by its preserved cousins, is a fresh white rose. Perfect. Down to the last thorn and silken petal.
And I know immediately who’s sent it to me.”
– Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
“Here it’s safe, here it’s warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true Here is the place where I love you.”
- Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
“They play in the Meadow. The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes. The boy with blond curls and gray eyes, struggling to keep up with her on his chubby toddler legs.”
- Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
“Here the daisies guard you from every harm.”
– Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
“Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true”
- Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
“Although no one seeds it, the Meadow turns green again.
Peeta and I grow back together.”
– Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
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“Although no one seeds it, the Meadow turns green again.”
– Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
“When I first felt her stirring inside of me, I was consumed with a terror that felt as old as life itself. Only the joy of holding her in my arms could tame it.”
- Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
Sunset on a snowy day in Sweden
“We learn to keep busy again. Peeta bakes. I hunt.”
- Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
“But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway.”
– Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins
Pier Toffoletti
“Back upstairs, I throw open the bedroom windows to clear out the rest of Snow’s stench. But it still lingers, on my clothes and in my pores. I strip, and flakes of skin the size of playing cards cling to the garments. Avoiding the mirror, I step into the shower and scrub the roses from my hair, my body, my mouth.”
– Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins