Novel & Cerita Hunger Games Quotes

“And you’re either exceptionally brave, monumentally stupid, or very, very lost.” She held his stare, refusing to look away. In the depths of her own grey eyes, a faint, silver flicker ignited, a mere ember of the power within. “Neither,” she stated, the hunger that had been her constant companion for weeks lending a raw edge to her voice. “I’m hungry.”

Katniss “Scarlett, never in my life did I think you could stoop this low. For what? Love? You nearly killed an innocent child,” I spat, my voice trembling with raw fury. “You didn’t just kidnap Giselle—you poisoned her! Do you even want to know what her condition is right now?!” Scarlett remained silent, her lips pressed into a firm, unyielding line.

he said, his eyes diverting to the picture of their parents on the table. He picked it up and stared at it, reminiscing about the past and memories he shared with his parents. "I promised mom and dad, that I would take care of you. I promised them that you would leave like a queen. I must fulfil it" he said in a soft tone and dropped the picture in its original position. "I know, but if you don't eat, how will you be alive to achieve all that?" Camilla asked. "Haven't you heard? Man shall not live by bread alone" he said, quoting the Bible.

“By twilight, you might remember your place.” I lifted the bucket. “I have a good memory.” “Mm. We’ll test it.” She said calmly. “Finish here, and you’ll get to eat.” “And if I don’t want to?” I asked, refusing to break. “Then I will gladly watch you starve.”

*I am in so much pain* I cried more as I text Jessica my feelings, I know she will be on a frenzy when she sees it tomorrow, by then my brave face will be on. *Sometimes you must hurt in order to know, fall in order to grow, lose in order to gain, for lives greatest lessons are learned through pain* Jessica replied and it shocked the hell out of me. You might wonder why it surprised me, I wasn't surprised that she woke up to reply to my texts, though Jessica loves her sleep and hardly sacrifices her sleep for anything. I wasn't surprised that she suddenly became wise and sent me a quote, she is a simple girl that can't even remember the simplest quote like cleanliness is second to godliness

The question came from Jonas. Of course Jonas. Now all the children looked up. ‘Hunger?’ ‘Yes.’ Jonas crossed his arms. “People are always hungry.” A boy wrinkled the forehead. “We can no longer be hungry.” The sentence hit everyone. Because he showed how long these kids were here. How much they had forgotten themselves. But Jonas suddenly grinned. “Then you have never tried my pancakes.” “They are dangerous,” Mira immediately said. “This is slander.” “You almost destroyed a kitchen once.”

She said and I heard her sighted. "We're poor, we're going crazy because there's nothing to eat." I said to stand up and to give us both hope. "When we get out of here, tell your that to your mom before you die, that would be better." I said then I looked for a way, I touched the walls of this dark place because I feel like we are really in a cave in the depths I don't want to lose hope, especially Psyche, even though I have a grudge against her.

We're trained enough. I boldly faced my Coach and said, "I want that ruthless Ambassador Hugo Cassidy to go. I want our grainfield to grow back from being burned, I want the entire nation to glow. I want light. We want light but they gave us fire so we will keep it burning! The ashes are the signs... of their poor governance." "Be careful to those tributes from A to Z. Stick with the G's. We don't know the final round." He finally inserted the last wheat leaf in my bun hair.

“I thought hunger would’ve softened you by now.” “Try again tomorrow.” She huffed out a quiet laugh, stepping closer. “You’re stubborn,” she said. “I’ll give you that.” “I don’t care what you give me.”.Her eyes flickered with amusement, but it didn’t last long. “You haven’t eaten,” she continued, glancing at the untouched food near the wall. “Now, that's not smart.” “I’m not here to be smart,” I shot back. “Get me out of here.” “No,” she agreed softly. “You’re here to survive.”

Sipho murmured, voice low and threading into their minds, “that one of you must be marked. One of you… will carry the Hunger forward. And one… may replace me if I falter.” The eldest child trembled, clutching the scarred arm, voice shaking. “We… we don’t understand. You can’t just—” “You already are part of it,” Sipho whispered, stepping closer. Shadows writhed at his fingertips, brushing the edges of the clearing, brushing the edges of their minds. “Every choice you make… every defiance… every hesitation… has consequences. Every scar, every pain, every surrender is remembered by the Hunger.” The middle child stepped forward, chest heaving, fists clenched. “We will not be sacrificed! We will