And she’s very clever, Peeta. Well, she was. Until you outfoxed her

The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.

Of course you are. The tributes were necessary to the Games, too. Until they weren't," I say. "And then we were very disposable - right, Plutarch?

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

You haven't hurt people—you've given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.

When I break into the clearing, she's on the ground, hopelessly entangled in a net. She just has the time to reach her hand through the mesh and say my name before the spear enters her body.

It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death." "Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find in the arena. Say it's a gigantic cake-