You're hideous, you know that, right?

Come on and eat with him. I promise, I won't let him kiss you again.

Our romance became a key strategy for our survival in the arena. Only it wasn't just a strategy for Peeta.

You never know. Say the arena's actually a giant cake-" "Say we move on," I broke in.

If I'm going to cry, now is the time. By morning, I'll be able to wash all the damage done by the tears from my face. But no tears come. I'm too tired or too numb to cry. The only thing I feel is a desire to be somewhere else. So I let the train rock me into oblivion.

Birds are settling down for the night, singing lullabies to their young.

But if you want to find peace, you must first be able to hope it is possible.