Quotes About Hope

District Twelve. Where you can starve to death in

But one day I'l have to explain about my nightmares. Why they came. Why they won't ever really go away. I'll tell them how I survive it. I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away. That's when I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I've seen someone do. It's like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years. But there are much worse games to play.

Who can look past the radiant faces of two people for whom this day was once a virtual impossibility?

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Petta can give me that.

Suzanne Collins

He struggled to get ahold of himself. This had to stop! He couldn't flip out every time he thought about what lay before him. Of all the people he would never see, or all the things he would never do. He would be worthless. Of no use at all. He had to have something in his mind to hold on to. Something that gave him strength.

Here it's safe, here it's warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow bring them true Here is the place where I love you.

Suzanne Collins

dandelion and I knew hope wasn't lost.

Suzanne Collins

May the odds be ever in your favor ~ Effie Trinket

And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don't want him to die. And it's not about the sponsors. And it's not about what will happen back home. And it's not just that I don't want to be alone. It's him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread.

The snow's red and littered with undersized body parts. Many of the children die immediately, but others lie in agony on the ground. Some stagger around mutely, staring at the remaining silver parachutes in their hands, as if they still might have something precious inside. I

Maybe it was impossible. But maybe it wasn't. Like Vikus said, nothing would happen unless you hoped it could. If you had hope, maybe you could find the way to make things change. Because if you thought about it, there were so many reasons to try.

if the districts lose, there's still a chance of leniency for you.

Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favour!

Trying to shout her name above the roar. I'm almost there, almost to the barricade, when I think she hears me. Because for just a moment, she catches sight of me, her lips form my name. And that's when the rest of the parachutes go off.

becoming overrun with refugees. At this rate, Tigris may have new houseguests by lunch. It was good for everybody that we got out when we did. It's brighter now, even with the snow

For the first time, I feel a flicker of hope rising up in me.

PART I THE ASHES

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.

Com ho pots suportar? En Finnick em mira amb expressió d'incredulitat. —No puc, Katniss! És clar que no. M'allibero dels malsons cada matí per descobrir que l'estat de vigília tampoc no comporta cap alleujament —alguna cosa en la meva expressió fa que s'interrompi—. Més val no rendir-se. Costa deu vegades més recollir les miques d'un mateix que esmicolar-se.

Suzanne Collins

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.