Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, “Music.

Star-crossed lovers desperate to get home together. Two hearts beating as one. Romance.

Remember that even in war there is a time for restraint. A time to hold back your sword.

Remembering from last year how Haymitch's gifts are often timed to send a message, I make a note to myself. Be friends with Finnick. You'll get food.

A spark could be enough to set them ablaze.

Your only defense can be you were so madly in love you weren't responsible for your actions.

Even if times got bad, he would never again deny himself the possibility that the future might be happy even if the present was painful. He would allow himself dreams.