She's Prim's size in diameter.

Ally." Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can't tell what's real anymore, and what's made up.

If my holding out those berries was an act of temporary insanity, then those people will embrace insanity too.

Why don't I just pretend I'm on camera, Plutarch?" I say. "Yes! Perfect. One is always much braver with an audience," he says. "Look at the courage Peeta just displayed!" It's all I can do not to slap him.

No more kisses for you, until you have eaten !

My name is Katniss Everdeen. Why am I not dead? I should be dead.

If you are not trying to hold on to time, you are not so afraid of losing it.