Quotes About Sacrifice

boy with the bread.

I think it was clear to all of us what your plan was. To sacrifice yourself in the arena so that Katniss Everdeen and your child could survive.

That's who he was at heart. A protector. I don't think he would've ever won the Games, because he'd have died trying to protect Lucy Gray." "Oh, like a dog or something." Lepidus nodded. "A really good one." "No, not like a dog. Like a human being." said Lysistrata

If we burn... You burn with us!

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

again deny himself the possibility that the future might be happy even if the present was painful. He would allow himself

Then I know Prim is right, that Snow cannot afford to waste Peeta's life, especially now, while the Mockingjay causes so much havoc. He's killed Cinna already. Destroyed my home. My family, Gale, and even Haymitch are out of his reach. Peeta's all he has left. "So, what do you think they'll do to him?" I ask. Prim sounds about a thousand years old when she speaks. "Whatever it takes to break you.

The tributes were necessary to the Games, too. Until they weren't," I say. "And then we were very disposable — right, Plutarch?

My father could have made good money selling them, but if the officials found out he would have been publicly executed for inciting a rebellion.

I imagine watching Gale volunteering to save Rory in the reaping, having him torn from my life, becoming some strange girl's lover to stay alive, and then coming home with her. Living next to her. Promising to marry her. The

To murder innocent people?" says Peeta. "It costs everything you are.

I'm left with Haymitch in the rubble, wondering if Finnick's fate would have one day been mine. Why not? Snow could have gotten a really good price for the girl on fire.

No. My mother and younger brother. My girl. They were all dead two weeks after I was crowned victor. Because of that stunt I pulled with the force field," he answers. "Snow had no one to use against me.

Anyway, Gale and I agree that if we have to choose between dying of hunger and a bullet in the head, the bullet would be much quicker.

But that kind of thinking . . . you could turn it into an argument for killing anyone at any time. You could justify sending kids into the Hunger Games to prevent the districts from getting out of line,

Panem et Circenses translates into 'Bread and Circuses.' The writer was saying that in return for full bellies and entertainment, his people had given up their political responsibilities and therefore their power.

Katniss will choose whoever she thinks she can't live without.

I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me." His pupils contract to pinpoints, dilate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. "Always," he murmurs.

It's a saying from thousands of years ago, written in a language called Latin about a place called Rome," he explains. "Panem et Circenses translates into 'Bread and Circuses.' The writer was saying that in return for full bellies and entertainment, his people had given up their political responsibilities and therefore their power." I

Suzanne Collins

Suzanne Collins

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.

There won't be enough of us left to keep going. If everybody doesn't lay down their weapons — and I mean, as in very soon — it's all over, anyway.

I'll authorize them to surgically implant this transmitter into your ear so that I may speak to you twenty-four hours a day." Haymitch in my head full-time. Horrifying. "I'll keep the earpiece in," I mutter.