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While I was waiting...I ate your lunch.

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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
Writer
Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
Suzanne Collins
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You want a piece of advice? said Ripred. Don't bother. I know what you'll say. The whole thing's stupid, said Gregor. Quite the contrary. I was going to say that life is short. There are only a few good things in it, really. Don't pretend that one isn't happening. said Ripred.
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I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble.
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Let them go, I tell myself. Say good-bye and forget them. I do my best, thinking of them one by one, releasing them like birds from the protective cages inside me, locking the doors against their return.
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They don't own me. If I'm gonna die, I wanna still be me.
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Since my father died and I stopped trusting my mother, no one else's arms have made me feel this safe.
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Here began countless days of hunting and snaring, fishing and gathering, roaming together through the woods, unloading our thoughts while we filled our game bags. This was the doorway to both sustenance and sanity. And we were each other's key.
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I have been keeping track of the boy with the bread.
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I wish she was dead,' he says. 'I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best.
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I merely feel emptyness. A hollow of dead brush where flowers use to bloom.
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I think....you still have no idea. The effect you can have.
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If you won't talk about yourself, at least compliment the audience. Just keep turning it back around, all right. Gush.
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We sit in silence awhile then I blurt out the thing that's on both our minds. How are we going to kill these people, Peeta?
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I poke around in the pile, about to settle on some cod chowder, when Peeta holds out a can to me. “Here.” I take it, not knowing what to expect. The label reads LAMB STEW.
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But I feel as if I did know Rue, and she'll always be with me. Everything beautiful brings her to mind. I see her in the yellow flowers that grow in the Meadow by my house. I see her in the Mockingjays that sing in the trees. But most of all, I see her in my sister, Prim.
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I know we promised Haymitch, we'd do exactly what they said, but I don't think he considered this angle.' 'Where is Haymitch, anyway? Isn't he supposed to protect us from this sort of thing?' says Peeta. 'With all that alcohol in him, it's probably not advisable to have him around an open flame,' I say.
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My sleep wasn't peaceful, though. I have the sense of emerging from a world of dark, haunted places where I traveled alone.
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Ally. Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can't tell what's real anymore, and what's made up.
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Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them.
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Better not to give in to it.
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Pity does not get you aid. Admiration at your refusal to give in does.
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