Star-crossed lovers desperate to get home together. Two hearts beating as one. Romance.

You’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug.

You haven't hurt people—you've given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.

I just don't want them to change me, if I'm going to die I still want to be me.

I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good.

So, here’s what you do. You win, you go home. She can’t turn you down then, eh?” says Caesar encouragingly. “I don’t think it’s going to work out. Winning…won’t help in my case,” says Peeta. “Why ever not?” says Caesar, mystified. Peeta blushes beet red and stammers out. “Because…because…she came here with me.

Fine, than I will not have to blame you for killing my friends with your stupidity. -Haymitch