Quotes About Uncertainty

Don't you see, Katniss, this will decide things. One way or the other. By the end of the day, they'll ether be dead or with us. It's...it's more than we could hope for! Well, that's a sunny view of our situation.

I'm on a frosting sailboat, tossed around by blue-green waves, the deck shifting beneath my feet.

dudo que se imaginen nuestro plan, ya que ni nosotros mismos lo entendemos bien.

and when he kissed me i didn't know what to do.

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.

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!

And I doubt they'll figure out our plan, since we can barely understand it ourselves.

If the people who were supposed to protect you played so fast and loose with your life . . . then how did you survive? Not by trusting them, that was for sure. And if you couldn't trust them, who could you trust? All bets were off.

Myself? That's no good, either.

Hope, it is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective, a lot of hope is dangerous. A spark is fine, as long as it's contained.

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

she had said it approvingly, as a compliment. Or, was she mocking him? He remembered she carried snakes in her pocket and the usual rules didn't apply to her.

If peeta and I were both die, or they thought we were…

it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away.

What's going on in your head?" "I don't know," I whisper back. "Then it's like kissing someone who's drunk. It doesn't count.

Oh, ahora no. Ahora estamos en ese dulce periodo en el que todos están de acuerdo en no repetir los recientes horrores. Sin embargo, esta coincidencia colectiva no suele durar. Somos seres inconstantes y estúpidos con mala memoria y un don para la autodestrucción. Pero ¿quién sabe? Quizá esta vez sea la buena, Katniss.

There had been times when I didn't honestly know how I felt about him. I still don't, really.

Where are you? I can still make no sense of my surroundings. Where are you?!

But I'm not convinced I won't be perfectly barbecued by the time we reach the city's center.

There's a good chance I'm headed in the same direction. Maybe I'm already going crazy and no one has the heart to tell me. I feel crazy enough.

Maybe he's too pretty, or maybe he's too easy to get, or maybe it's really that he'd just be too easy to lose.

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!

I prepare myself for the worst.

Because I obviously can't tell a friend from an