Quotes About Adversity

The Capitol had tried to take everything from Lucy Gray, and it had utterley failed.

I cannot afford to get upset, to leave this room with puffy eyes and a red nose. Crying is not an option.

That the Careers have been better fed growing up is actually to their disadvantage, because they don't know how to be hungry. Not like Rue and I do.

What am I going to do? I take a deep breath. My arms rise slightly—as if recalling the black-and-white wings Cinna gave me—then come to rest at my sides. "I'm going to be the Mockingjay.

I have to admit I didn't see it coming. I saw a multitude of other things. Being publicly humiliated, tortured, and executed. Fleeing through the wilderness, pursued by Peacekeepers and hovercraft. Marriage to Peeta with our children forced into the arena. But never that I myself would have to be a player in the Games again.

We're victors, remember? We're the ones who can survive anything they throw at us

Suzanne Collins

It was building up in his chest, that long guttural howl reserved for real emergencies — like when you ran into a saber-toothed tiger without your club, or your fire went out during the Ice Age.

But what is a slingshot against a 220 pound male with a sword?

Fire burns brighter in the darkness.

Of course, the odds have not been very dependable of late.

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.

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead. The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.

It made the difference between my life and death.

I like Hazelle. Respect her. The explosion that killed my father took out her husband as well, leaving her with three boys and a baby due any day.

Katniss, the girl who was on fire.

It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together again as it does to fall apart. ~Finnick

I'll tell them how I survive it.

Katniss, the girl on fire, has left behind her flickering flames and bejeweled gowns and soft candlelight frocks. She is as deadly as fire itself.

The arena messed us all up pretty good, don't you think? Or do you still feel like the girl who volunteered for your sister?

But better of sad then dead.

I am going back into the arena.

She's really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail, the one who needed help reaching the dishes, and who begged to see the frosted cakes in the bakery window. Time and tragedy have forced her to grow too quickly, at least for my taste, into a young woman who stitches beeding wounds and knows our mother can hear only so much.

Slowly, with many lost days, I come back to life. I try to follow Dr. Aurelius's advice, just going through the motions, amazed when one finally has meaning again. I tell him my idea about the book, and a large box of parchment sheets arrives on the next train from the Capitol