Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate clean whit his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss out to her in general and calls, "We miss you, Effie!

Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, “Music.

His dad said even the cavemen had geniuses among them. Somebody had thought up the wheel.

I cover my face with my arms because this isn't happening. It isn't possible. For someone to make Peeta forget he loves me . . . no one can do that.

Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.

If he wants me broken, then I will have to be whole.

deep in the meadow , under the willow , a bed of grass , a soft green pillow