Tuesday, September 2, 2014


“Finnick and I sit for a long time in silence, watching the knots bloom and vanish, before I can ask, 'How do you bear it?'

Finnick looks at me in disbelief. 

'I don't, Katniss! Obviously, I don't. I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking.'

Something in my expression stops him.

'Better not give in to it. It takes ten times as long to put yourself together as it does to fall apart.'

Well, he must know. I take a deep breath, forcing myself back into one piece.

-- Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay



Jeg holder ut, lar meg ikke knekke av motgang, jeg vet jo at det blir bedre snart, om ikke i morgen, så snart, og jeg klarer å holde ut til den dagen kommer, jeg må jo det. 

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