Quotes About Competition

When we're called to eat, Haymitch pounces on me immediately. "So at least half the victors have instructed their mentors to request you as an ally. I know it can't be your sunny personality." "They saw her shoot," says Peeta with a smile.

If the careers want me, let them find me.

She have another fellow?" asks Caesar. I don't know, but a lot of boys like her," says Peeta. So, here's what you do. You win, you go home. She can't turn you down then, eh?" says Caesar encouragingly. I don't think it's going to work out. Winning...won't help in my case," says Peeta. Why ever not?" says Caesar, mystified.

I am going back into the arena.

Things pick up for me once they've announced two tributes from the same district can live and I shout out Peeta's name and then clap my hands over my mouth.

We both know they have to have a victor. It can only be one of us. Please, take it. For me.

En el setenta y cinco aniversario, como recordatorio a los rebeldes de que ni siquiera sus miembros más fuertes son rivales para el poder del Capitolio, los tributos elegidos saldrán del grupo de los vencedores.

Let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin, Cato, I think. Let them begin for real. A cold breeze has sprung

It takes some adjusting from a bow to a gun, but by the end of the day, I've got the best score in my class.

But there are much worse games to play ~Katniss Everdeen

You get the feeling that the knot-tying class is not the Hunger Games hot spot.

It was all for the games

I thought . . . I'll never compete with that. No matter how much pain I'm in.

Rocks beat human, always.

Tik paskui suvokiau, k? tai reiškia. Bent jau man. 12-a apygarda turi 3 nugal?tojus, iš kuri? reikia rinktis. Du vyrus ir vien? moter?... Aš gr?žtu ? aren?.

Do you have any idea how much I hate you? I think. You, who have given your talents to the Games?

Another force to contend with. Another power player who has decided to use me as a piece in her games,

Because whatever happened in the past is in the past. And no one in this arena was a victor by chance." He

Que empiecen los Septuagésimo Cuartos Juegos del Hambre, Cato —pienso—. Que empiecen de verdad».

It took about a week for his competitors to realize that he was the one to kill, but it was too late.

Happy Hunger Games!" He plucks a few blackberries from the bushes around us. "And may the odds —" He tosses a berry in a high arc toward me.

Peeta. How Foxface stole the food from the supply pile before I blew it up, how she tried to take enough to stay alive but not enough that anyone would notice it, how she wouldn't

Let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin, Cato, I think. Let them begin for real.

We both know they have to have a victor.