Fine. I'll train. But I'm going to the stinking capitol if I have to kill a crew and fly there myself." Says Johanna. "Probably best not to bring that up in training," I say. "But it's nice to know I'll have a ride.

But some secrets are too delicious not to share.

One of the most memorable things I hear is when someone tells me that my books got a reluctant reader to read.

You can’t miss your schedule. Every morning, you’re supposed to stick your right arm in this contraption in the wall. It tattoos the smooth inside of your forearm with your schedule for the day in a sickly purple ink. 7:00—Breakfast. 7:30—Kitchen Duties. 8:30—Education Center, Room 17. And so on. The ink is indelible until 22:00—Bathing

They don't know that I'm already asking for the moon.

Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.

Make sure they remember you.