This is no place for a girl on fire.

They can't hurt me. I'm not like the rest of you. There's no one left I love.

But the only thing that distracts me from my current situation is fantasizing about killing President Snow.

Hope is the only thing stronger than fear.

So I only say, "So what should we do with our last few days?" "I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you," Peeta replies.

But don't worry; as I've been saying - and this has been very clever of me, I'm sure you'll agree - if you put enough pressure on coal, it'll turn to pearls!

Whose is it, do you think?" I say finally. "No telling," says Finnick. "Why don't we let Peeta claim it, since he died today?