Dont sacrifice yourself too much because if you sacrifice too much theres nothing else you can give and nobody will care for you.

How many times have you tried to talk to someone about something that matters to you tried to get them to see it the way you do And how many of those times have ended with you feeling bitter resenting them for making you feel like your pain doesnt have any substance after allLike when youve split up with someone and you try to communicate the way you feel because you need to say the words need to feel that somebody understands just how pissed off and frightened you feel. The problem is they never do. Plenty more fish in the sea theyll say or Youre better off without them or Do you want some of these potato chips They never really understand because they havent been there every day every hour. They dont know the way things have been the way that its made you the way it has structured your world. Theyll never realise that someone who makes you feel bad may be the person you need most in the world. They dont understand the history the background dont know the pillars of memory that hold you up. Ultimately they dont know you well enough and they never can. Everyones alone in their world because everybodys life is different. You can send people letters and show them photos but they can never come to visit where you live.Unless you love them. And then they can burn it down.

But when I do feel all the strength go out of me and I fall to my knees beside the table and I think I cry then or at least I want to and everything inside me screams for just one more kiss one more word one more glance one more.

In bed that night I invented a special drain that would be underneath every pillow in New York and would connect to the reservoir. Whenever people cried themselves to sleep the tears would all go to the same place and in the morning the weatherman could report if the water level of the Reservoir of Tears had gone up or down and you could know if New York is in heavy boots.

Stephen kissed me in the springRobin in the fallBut Colin only looked at meAnd never kissed at all.Stephens kiss was lost in jestRobins lost in playBut the kiss in Colins eyesHaunts me night and day.

Of course Ill hurt you. Of course youll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence means accepting the risk of absence.

I dont think we get a choice in who we fall for Ian whispers. I think we just do.

But I have to confess Im glad you two had at least a few months of happiness together.Im not glad says Peeta. I wish we had waited until the whole thing was done officially.This takes even Caesar aback. Surely even a brief time is better than no timeMaybe Id think that too Caesar says Peeta bitterly If it werent for the baby.

He did not care if she was heartless vicious and vulgar stupid and grasping he loved her. He would rather have misery with one than happiness with the other.

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns it calls me on and on across the universe.