Quotes About Games

I must still look perplexed because Gale delivers the next line very slowly. "Katniss…he's still trying to keep you alive." To keep me alive? And then I understand. The Games are still on.

My death could, in fact, save him. If it can't, no matter. It's enough to die of spite. To punish Haymitch, who, of all the people in this rotting world, has turned Peeta and me into pieces in his Games. I trusted him. I put what was precious in Haymitch's hands. And he has betrayed me.

The arenas are historic sites, preserved after the Games. Popular destinations for Capitol residents to visit, to vacation. Go for a month, rewatch the Games, tour the catacombs, visit the sites where the deaths took place. You can even take part in reenactments. They say the food is excellent

People had short memories. They needed to navigate the rubble, peel off the grubby ration coupons, and witness the Hunger Games to keep the war fresh in their minds. Forgetting could lead to complacency, and then they'd all be back at square one.

I personally killed the girl, Glimmer, and the boy from district 1. As I try to avoid looking at his family, I learn that his name was Marvel. How did I never know that? I suppose that before the games I didn't pay attention, and afterward I didn't want to know.

Above all I am hoping for trees, which may afford me some means of concealment and food and shelter. Often there are trees because barren landscapes are dull and the Games resolve too quickly without them.

You know, sometimes I do hear funny things on that side. Things you wouldn't ordinarily think have a sound. Like insect wings. Or snow hitting the ground." Perfect. Now all the attention will turn to the surgeons who fixed my deaf ear after the Games last year, and they'll have to explain why I can hear like a bat.

The Capitol has no end of creative ways to kill people. I imagine these things and I'm terrified, but let's face it: They've been lurking in the back of my brain, anyway. I've been a tribute in the Games. Been threatened by the president. Taken a lash across my face. I'm already a target.

I'm being erased, he thought. And to erase me, they must erase the Games.

Panem et Circenses

His skin, his whole being, radiates heat from being so near the fire, and I close my eyes, soaking in his warmth. I breathe in the smell of snow-dampened leather and smoke and apples, the smell of all those wintry days we shared before the Games. I don't try to move away. Why should I, anyway? His voice drops to a whisper. "I love you.

Do you have any idea how much I hate you? I think. You, who have given your talents to the Games?

They certainly don't have a problem watching children being murdered every year. But maybe they know too much about the victors, especially the ones who've been celebrities for ages, to forget we're human beings. It's more like watching your own friends die. More like the Games are for those of us in the districts.

Mantenerme con vida? Entonces lo entiendo: los Juegos no han terminado. Salimos de la arena, pero como no nos mataron, su último deseo de proteger mi vida sigue en pie.

Cinna, being dragged, bloody and unconscious, from the Launch Room before the Games.

It gets a little tedious after all these years, but there are much worse games to play.

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

Games to make fresh the memory of those killed by the districts' rebellion.

The Games are still on. We have left the arena, but since Peeta and I weren't killed, his last wish to preserve my life still stands.

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

To keep me alive? And then I understand. The Games are still on. We have left the arena, but since Peeta and I weren't killed, his last wish to preserve my life still stands.

Maybe we'll both be allowed to live — if I play it right — to watch the Games go on. . . .

I volunteer as tribute! ~Katniss Everdeen

I don't even make multiplayer games much, so dealing with multiple characters is something new for me - or, rather, something I've had to recall from my days as a roleplaying adventure designer where the party was everything!