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"Protesting is never a disturbance of the peace. Corruption, injustice, war and intimidation are disturbances of the peace."
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"I stand there unmoving while they take part in the boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence."
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"If it is now the belief of my fellow men, who call themselves the public, that their good requires victims, then I say: 'The public good be damned, I will have no part of it!"
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"There is a legend. And to protest is daft."
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"Bring on your tear gas, bring on your grenades, your new supplies of Mace, your state troopers and even your national guards. But let the record show we ain't going to be turned around."
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"Altho that is so, Ireland has always denied and Ireland still denies that the Union was binding upon her either legally or morally. And here on this historic occasion we have assembled to renew our protest and to place it upon record."
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"I had hoped you would protest, but please don't argue."
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"The boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence. Which says we do not agree. We do not condone. All of this is wrong."
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"We didn't start out to make a protest record at all. That would have been too shallow. As usual, it was simply a case of absorbing what's going on around us."
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"What his uncle does not understand is that in walking backwards, his back to the world, his back to God, he is not grieving. He is objecting. Because when everything cherished by you in life has been taken away, what else is there to do but object?"
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"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."
Hope
"But for better or worse, I am not motivated by kindness."
Self
"That should have been my strategy! By the time I've worked through the emotions of surprise, admiration, anger, jealousy, and frustration, I'm watching that reddish mane of hair disappear into the trees well out of shooting range."
Strategy
"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."
Conflict
"What will break me into a million pieces so that I am beyond repair, beyond usefulness?"
Pain
"Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them."
Awareness
"The numbness of his loss had passed, and the pain would hit me out of nowhere, doubling me over, racking my body with sobs. Where are you? I would cry out in my mind. Where have you gone? Of course, there was never any answer."
Grief
"She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim." At her name, he perks up. Raises his flattened ears. Begins to meow hopefully. "Get out!" He dodges the pillow I throw at him. "Go away! There's nothing left for you here!" I start to shake, furious with him. "She's not coming back! She's never ever coming back here again!" I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. "She's dead, you stupid cat. She's dead."
Grief
"Because I'm selfish. I'm a coward. I'm the kind of girl who, when she might actually be of use, would run to stay alive and leave those who couldn't follow to suffer and die."
Character
"Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying."
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