Lexi Ellermeier

“A place like the meadow in the song I sang to Rue as she died. Where Peeta’s child could be safe.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“Peeta volunteers to get me to bed. I start out by leaning on his shoulder, but I’m so wobbly he just scoops me up and carries me upstairs. He tucks me in and says goodnight but I catch his hand and hold him there. A side effect of the sleep syrup is that it makes people less inhibited, like white liquor, and I know I have to control my tongue. But I don’t want him to go. In fact, I want him to climb in with me, to be there when the nightmares hit tonight. For some reason that I can’t quite form, I know I’m not allowed to ask that. “Don’t go yet. Not until I fall asleep,” I say.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“I’m not sure if fate or destiny is real. But I can
tell you that sometimes the very thing you’ve been hoping for will walk through the door, determined
to fend you off. And still, somehow, you will find that you are enough.”
― Kiera Cass, The Heir

“I try to imagine a world where both Gale’s and Peeta’s voices have ceased. Hands stilled. Eyes unblinking. I’m standing over their bodies, having a last look, leaving the room where they lie. But when I open the door to step out into the world, there’s only a tremendous void. A pale gray nothingness that is all my future holds.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay