Quotes About Hope

Any last words of advice?" Peeta asks. "Stay alive," Haymitch says gruffly. That's

Hope is the only thing stronger then fear.

for Katniss Everdeen. At the mention of my name, Peeta's face contorts in effort. "Katniss . . . how do you think this will end? What will be left? No one is safe. Not in the Capitol. Not in the districts. And you . . . in Thirteen . . ." He inhales sharply, as if fighting for air; his eyes look insane. "Dead by morning!

Me pregunto si disfrutará viéndome morir.

Theoretically, we should

Maybe I'd think that, too, Caesar," says Peeta bitterly, "if it weren't for the baby.

I walk to the approximate site of the bakery Peeta's family owned. Nothing much left but the melted lump of the oven. Peeta's parents, his two older brothers — none of them made it to 13. Fewer than a dozen of what passed for District 12's well-to-do escaped the fire. Peeta would have nothing to come home to, anyway. Except me . . .

If the seven of us sitting on this ledge are going to survive, we'll need a miracle. And that's when the miracle happened.

Katniss, I don't think President Snow will kill Peeta," she says. Of course, she says this; it's what she thinks will calm me. But her next words come as a surprise. "If he does, he won't have anyone left you want. He won't have any way to hurt you.

No s'oblida, la cara de la persona que era la teva última esperança.

Cap consell final? […] — Salveu la vida.

A mi no se'm permet apostar, però, si pogués, ho faria per tu.

Si es mor, mai no acabaré de tornar a casa, realment.

Felices Juegos del Hambre! ¡Y que la suerte esté siempre, siempre de su parte!

Dormim? No ho sé. Ens passem la nit abraçats, en un país a mig camí dels somnis i la vetlla. No parlem. Tots dos tenim por de destorbar l'altre en l'esperança que serem capaços d'emmagatzemar uns quants minuts preciosos per descansar.

En els meus malsons et perdo. Torno a estar bé un cop m'adono que ets amb mi.

I prepare myself for the worst.

Quieres un consejo? Sigue viva.

That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. 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. So after, when he whispers, "You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real.

Of course, I hate the Capitol, but I have no confidence that my being the Mockingjay will benefit those who are trying to bring it down.

No em poden fer mal. […] Ja no queda ningú que m'estimi.

Podries demanar la lluna i segur que buscarien la manera d'acontentar-te.

Les guerres no duren per sempre.

But will Peeta know that or will he keep fighting? He's so strong and such a good liar. Does he think he has a chance of surviving? Does he even care if he does? He wasn't planning on it, anyway. He had already signed off on life. Maybe, if he knows I was rescued, he's even happy. Feels he fulfilled his mission to keep me alive. I think I hate him even more than I do Haymitch.