Tick, tock,” whispers Wiress. I guide her in front of me and get her to lie down, stroking her arm to soothe her. She drifts off, stirring restlessly, occasionally sighing out her phrase. “Tick, tock.” “Tick, tock,” I agree softly. “It’s time for bed. Tick, tock. Go to sleep.

It's amazing to see things that are suggested in the book fully developed and so brilliantly realized through the artistry of the designers.

I can hear President Snow's voice in my head. 'On the seventy-fifth anniversary, as a reminder to the rebels that even the strongest among them cannot overcome the power of the capital, the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors.

Whatever the truth is, I don’t see how it will help me get food on the table.

I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say. "Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real.

and when he kissed me i didn't know what to do.

It's strange to be so physically close to someone who's so distant