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But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece o time we call today.

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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
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Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
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Ripred sighed. 'I suppose so. You and I seem to end up doing everything. Shall we say four members for each delegation?' 'Why not?' Luxa said. 'Four can be as stupid as ten. No need to crowd the room.' Ripred laughed. 'You know, I think you an I are going to get on famously.
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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.
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I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.
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I thought he wanted it, anyway, I say. Not like this, Haymitch says. He wanted it to be real.
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That it's no good loving me because I'm never going to get married anyway and he'd just end up hating me later instead of sooner.
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Well, I can't leave Mags behind, says Finnick. She's one of the few people who actually likes me.
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If I'm going to cry, now is the time. By morning, I'll be able to wash all the damage done by the tears from my face. But no tears come. I'm too tired or too numb to cry. The only thing I feel is a desire to be somewhere else. So I let the train rock me into oblivion.
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The audience must be sick to death of the star-crossed lovers from District 12. I know I am.
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Hey, Finnick, come on in! We figured out how to make you pretty again!
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I keep hoping that as time passes by, we’ll regain the ease between us, but part of me knows it’s futile. There’s no going back.
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This is the first kiss that we're both fully aware of. Neither of us hobbled by sickness or pain or simply unconscious. Our lips neither burning with fever or icy cold. This is the first kiss where I actually feel stirring inside my chest. Warm and curious. This is the first kiss that makes me want another.
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Well, I don't have much competition here. You don't have much competition anywhere.
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Only I keep wishing I could think of a way...to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games.
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Oh, Peeta, Don't make me sorry I restarted your heart.
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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.
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It's meant to be pretty, whispers Octavia, and I can see the tears threatening to spill over her lashes. Posy considers this and says matter-of-factly, I think you'd be pretty in any color. The tiniest of smiles forms on Octavia's lips. Thank you.
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I turn and put my lips close to Peeta's and drop my eyelids in imitation... He offered me sugar and wanted to know all my secrets, I say in my best seductive voice.
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I think....you still have no idea. The effect you can have.
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I remember the first time I saw you. Your hair was in two braids instead of one. And I remember when you... you sang in the music assembly and the teacher said... Who knows The Valley Song? and your hand shot straight up. After that, I... I watched you going home every day...
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No more fear of hunger. A new kind of freedom. But what then ... what? What would my life be like on a daily basis? Most of it has been consumed with the acquisition of food. Take that away and I'm not really sure who I am, what my identity is. The idea scares me some.
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