I take Peeta's face in my hands. "Don't worry. I'll see you at midnight. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
He hates me more," says Peeta. "I don't think people in general are his sort of thing. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
For me, it's better to wake up with a paintbrush than a knife in my hand. -Peeta — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
One of the fans had a poster that said, 'I'm a Peeta-file. That was probably the best one. — Josh Hutcherson Copy Share Image
No, it happened. And right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner,' Peeta… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And she’s very clever, Peeta. Well, she was. Until you outfoxed her — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Delly lost her temper at Peeta over how he treated you. She got very squeaky. It was like someone stabbing a mouse… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Yeah, about that,” says Peeta, entwining his fingers in mine. “Don’t try something like that again.” “Or what?” I ask. “Or .… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“I drink in his wholeness, the soundness of his body and mind. It runs through me like the morphling they give me… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
He hasn't accepted his death. He is already fighting hard to stay alive. Which also means that kind Peeta Mellark, the boy… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Jackson has devised a game called "Real or Not Real" to help Peeta. He mentions something he thinks happened, and they tell… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Despite what I feel for Peeta, this is when I accept deep down that he'll never come back to me. Or i'll… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I poke around in the pile, about to settle on some cod chowder, when Peeta holds out a can to me. “Here.”… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
A furious Peeta hammers Haymitch with the atrocity he could become party to, but I can feel Haymitch watching me. This is… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don't want… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Four people wheel out a huge wedding cake from a side room. Most of the guests back up, making way for this… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Tomorrow's a hunting day," I say. "I won't be much of a help with that," Peeta says. "I've never hunted before." "I'll… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Gale didn't say, "Katniss will pick whoever it will break her heart to give up," or even "whoever she can't live without."… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Peeta's awake already, sitting on the side of the bed, looking bewildered as the trio of doctors reassure him, flash lights in… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta smiles at me, sad and mocking. "Okay. Thanks for the tip, sweetheart. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Sick and disoriented, I'm able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
In the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Katniss: I guess all those hours decorating cakes paid off. Peeta: Yes, frosting. The final defence of the dying. (252) — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers. "Real," I answer. "Because that's what you and I do,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta: You be nice to her, Finnick. Or I might try and take her away from you. Finnick: Oh, Peeta. Don't make… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
So I thought if I stopped being so, you know, wounded, we could take a shot at just being friends. - Peeta… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I wish Peeta were here to hold me, until I remember I'm not supposed to wish that anymore. I have chosen Gale… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Gale and I were thrown together by a mutual need to survive. Peeta and I know the other's survival means our own… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
That's very funny," says Peeta. Suddenly he lashes out at the glass in Haymitch's hand. It shatters on the floor, sending the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
but it's not safe and I can feel him slipping away, so I just get out one more sentence. "Stay with me."… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
But what was it Haymitch said when I asked if he had told Peeta the situation? That he had to pretend to… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
So I only say, "So what should we do with our last few days?" "I just want to spend every possible minute… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
