Either you came in here a swimmer or you'd better be a really fast learner

I don't know how to make people like me. Cinna, how do you make people like you?

Did you love Annie right away, Finnick?" I ask. "No." A long time passes before he adds, "She crept up on me.

Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable.

It's impossible to be the Mockingjay. Impossible to complete even this one sentence. Because now I know that everything I say will be directly taken out on Peeta. Result in his torture. But not his death, no nothing so merciful as that. Snow will ensure that his life is much worse than death.

Something flickers across his bloodshot eyes. Pain.

But just the fact that he was sparkling leads me to doubt everything that happened.