Quotes About Support

I'm not allowed to bet, but if I could, my money would be on you.

No one really needs me," he says, and there's no self-pity in his voice..."I do," I say. "I need you." He looks upset, takes a deep breath as if to begin a long argument, and that's no good, no good at all, because he'll start going on about Prim and my mother and everything and I'll just get confused. So before he can talk, I stop his lips with a kiss.

I don't think it's going to work out. Winning...won't help in any case. Because...she came here with me. - Peeta Mellark

It made me realize how I needed to stop punishing her for something she couldn't help [...] because sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them.

If you hit bottom, there's a whole lot of people here to help you up

I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. "No, don't let go of me," he says.

Haymitch in my head full-time. Horrifying

Someone ought to get Haymitch a drink.

Im still betting on you. - Cinna.

Jackson has devised a game called "Real or Not Real" to help Peeta. He mentions something he thinks happened, and they tell him if it's true or imagined, usually followed by a brief explanation.

Besides, it's the first gift that's always the hardest to pay back. I wouldn't even have been here to do it if you hadn't helped me then.

Because I can't handle the nightmares. Not without you.

That was the one thing I had going for me. Taking care of your family.

Cinna just smiles. 'Had a damp morning?' 'You could wring me out,' I reply. Cinna puts his arm around my shoulder and leads me into lunch. ' Don't worry, I always channel my emotions into my work. That way I don't hurt anyone but myself.

We love you Effie!

We don't charge for tickets, because sometimes hungry people need music the most. But we get hungry, too.

Everyone's born as clean as a whistle— As fresh as a daisy And not a bit crazy. Staying that way's a hard row for hoeing— As rough as a briar, Like walking through fire. This world, it's dark, And this world, it's scary. I've taken some hits, so No wonder I'm wary. It's why I Need you— You're pure as the driven snow.

Peeta looks me right in the eye and gives my hand what I think is meant to be a reassuring squeeze. Maybe it's just a nervous spasm.

El se queda paralizado, aunque no se aparta, así que sigo acariciándole dulcemente el cabello. Es la primera vez que lo toco por voluntad propia desde la última arena. -Sigues intentando protegerme. ¿Real o no? -susurra. -Real -respondo; quizá deba explicarlo mejor-. Porque eso es lo que nosotros dos hacemos: nos protegemos el uno al otro. [pp.327]

Deberías despertarme -le digo, porque yo interrumpo su sueño dos o tres veces cuando tengo una noche mala hasta que logra calmarme de nuevo. -No hace falta, mis pesadillas suelen ser sobre perderte, así que se me pasa cuando me doy cuenta de que estás a mi lado.

He manages to wake me and calm me down. Then he climbs into bed to hold me until I fall back to sleep. After that, I refuse the pills. But every night I let him into my bed. We manage the darkness as we did in the arena, wrapped in each other's arms, guarding against dangers that can descend at any moment

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.

Mutually counting on each other, watching each other's backs, forcing each other to be brave.

Peeta says it will be okay. We have each other.