Great. Now I have to go back and tell Haymitch I want an eighty-year-old and Nuts and Volts for my allies. He'll love that.

People don't need wings to survive" "Mockingjays do.

Better not to give in to it.

I poke around in the pile, about to settle on some cod chowder, when Peeta holds out a can to me. “Here.” I take it, not knowing what to expect. The label reads LAMB STEW.

I don't think it's going to work out. Winning...won't help in any case. Because...she came here with me. - Peeta Mellark

You’re not leaving me here alone,” I say. Because if he dies, I’ll never go home, not really. I’ll spend the rest of my life in this arena, trying to think my way out.

We fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice.