You flatter me shamelessly. I like it. Good.

It was as though, in one moment, he had become a stranger. And I a stranger to myself.

Here's all I know: that the world is uncontrollable. Chaos reigns. That anything and everything might be possible. I won't subscribe to any rational system again. Nothing will bind me.

The world of 'The Hunger Games' is a paranoid survivalist's dream.

It's the way you look whenever she mentions her fiance. My cat looks like that before he hacks up a hairball.

You two were in a cave together?’ said Miss Simpkins in horror. ‘Yes,’ said Kate, ‘and it was very, very dark.

I prefer the word aviatrix. It has more zing to it." "It's very zingy," I agreed.