Suddenly I am furious, that with my life on the line, they don’t even have the decency to pay attention to me. That I’m being upstaged by a dead pig.
No. Now, shut up and eat your pears.
I will never give up if you never give in.
In our world, I rank music somewhere between hair ribbons and rainbows in terms of usefulness.
Desperate, yet no longer alone after that day, because we'd found each other.
Since Mags seems to have no ill effects from the nuts, Peeta collects bunches of them and fries them by bouncing them off the force field.