Quotes About Bravery

I am going back into the arena.

Pull it together, Four-Five-One," he says firmly. But you can see him suppressing a smile as he's double-checking the next pod. Positioning the Holo to find the best light in the smoky air. Still facing us as his left foot steps back onto the orange paving stone. Triggering the bomb that blows off his legs.

I do think you're mad and I'll still go with you," he

I look up into those blue eyes that no amount of dramatic makeup can make truly deadly and remember how, just a year ago, I was prepared to kill him. Convinced he was trying to kill me. Now everything is reversed. I'm determined to keep him alive, knowing the cost will be my own life, but the part of me that is not so brave as I could wish is glad that it's Peeta, not Haymitch, beside me. Our hands find each other without further discussion. Of course we will go into this as one.

Well, all right, I'm bad, but then, you're no prize either. All right, I'm bad, but then, that's nothing new. You say you won't love me, I won't love you neither. Just let me remind you who I am to you. 'Cause I am the one who looks out when you're leaping. I am the one who knows how you were brave. And I am the one who heard what you said sleeping. I'll take that and more when I go to my grave.

Peeta will ask Haymitch to let him go into the arena with me no matter what. For my sake. To protect me.

Life in District 12 isn't really so different from life in the arena. At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead. The

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

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. Well,

Tenemos que bromear sobre el tema, porque la alternativa es morirse de miedo.

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

She sounded a thousand years old and a thousand miles away, but she did not sound scared.

As Finnick moves to take my seat before the camera, Haymitch tells him, "You don't have to do this." "Yes, I do. If it will help her." Finnick balls up his rope in his hand. "I'm ready.

People of Panem, we fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice!

You're not afraid of fire, are you, Katniss?

be ever in your favor!" I finish with equal verve. We have to joke about it because the alternative is to be scared out of your wits.

Wait until I'm in the arena and sic starving wild animals on me.

swing my legs off the bed and slide into my hunting boots. Supple leather that has molded to my feet. I pull on trousers, a shirt, tuck my long dark braid up into a cap, and

Life in District 12 isn't really so different from life in the arena. At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead.

I volunteer!" I gasp. "I volunteer as tribute!

Go on, shoot me. And he goes down with me and you win. Go on. I'm dead anyway. I always was, right? I just couldn't tell until now.

This is what they do! And we must fight back!

It's Primrose Everdeen.

But I Can't let my fear show.absouloutly positively,I am live on every screen in Panem.