I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone. - Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
"I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone."
"I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone."
"You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?"
"I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun."
"It's old, very old I think. Made up long ago in our hills. What my music teacher calls a mountain air. But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece of time we call today."
"Deep in the meadow, hidden far awayA cloak of leaves, a moonbeam rayForget your woes and let your troubles layAnd when it's morning again, they'll wash awayHere it's safe, here it's warmHere the daisies guard you from every harmHere your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them trueHere is the place where I love you."
"You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?"