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"That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that."
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"Let me talk to my mother. She is listening from above."
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"Let me talk to my mother. She is listening from the above."
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"We have a very precise image - an image at times shameless - of what we have lost, but we are ignorant of what may follow or replace it."
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"Usually it is through loss that things come to be of value."
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"Rejection is one of the worse forms of pain. Loss is the worst. Grief haunts until you allow yourself to move on."
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"American houses...' she said, peering over her right shoulder and down the street. 'They always seem to believe that nobody ever loses anything, has lost anything. I find that very sad. Do you know what I mean?"
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"Sometimes losses in life are not losses at all. They are simply the evidence God provides, in order to build a story so profound, that it will cause social change."
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"I lost a horse today.''That sounds careless. What happened?''She jumped off a cliff.''A cliff! Is that normal?"
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"I've lost someone, too; someone I loved. I know how you feel."- Does it get easier?"Yes. But you'll never be the same again."
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"So that's how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that's stolen from us--that's snatched right out of our hands--even if we are left completely changed, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to the end of our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness."
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"Anyone? On Snow's visit before the Victory Tour, he challenged me to erase any doubts of my love for Peeta. "Convince me," Snow said. It seems, under that hot pink sky with Peeta's life in limbo, I finally did. And In doing so, I gave him the weapon he needed to break me."
Challenge
"I realize, for the first time, how very lonely I've been in the arena. How comforting the presence of another human being can be."
Connection
"Peeta, how come I never know when you're having a nightmare? I say."I don't know. I don't think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror, he says."You should wake me, I say, thinking about how I can interrupt his sleep two or three times on a bad night. About how long it can take to calm me down."It's not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you, he says. "I'm okay once I realize you're here."
Love
"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."
Love
"I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun."
Confidence
"As long as you can find yourself, you'll never starve."
Identity
"My spirit. This is a new thought. I'm not sure exactly what it means, but it suggests I'm a fighter. In a sort of brave way. It's not as if I'm never friendly. Okay, maybe I don't go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but i do care for some people."
Character
"What have the nibblers ever done for you?"The breeze ruffled her hair, pushing it back from her face, giving him a clear shot of her eyes. They were asking for an answer. Needing to know if she could count on him."They saved your life," he said.And for just a moment, Luxa's face softened and she smiled."
Support
"Are you afraid now?" said Gregor."At times," she admitted. "But it is no worse than if I were in Regalia. You see, I was tired of constant fear, so I made a decision. Everyday when I wake I tell myself it will be my last. If you are not trying to hold on to time, you are not so afraid of losing it."Gregor thought this was the single saddest thing anyone had ever said to him. He couldn't answer."And then, if you make it to bedtime, you feel the joy of cheating death out of one more day," she said. "Do you see?"
Fear
"I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away."
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