You would think after all the hours I’d spent with Gale– watching him talk and laugh and frown– that I would know all there was to know about his lips. But I hadn’t imagined how warm they would feel pressed against my own. Or how those hands [...] could entrap me… I vaguely remember my fingers, curled tightly closed, resting on his chest.

So what I'd really like is to try and conceal him somewhere safe, then go hunt, and come back and collect him. But I have a feeling his ego isn't going to go for that suggestion.

Destroying things is much easier than making them.

Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the capitol. We're very familiar with each other's screams.

The only thing worse than fighting a giant scorpion was fighting a giant scorpion who was trying to protect her young.

Somehow it always comes back to coal at school.

I can’t fight the sun. I can only watch helplessly as it drags me into a day that I’ve been dreading for months. Katniss Everdeen