My death could, in fact, save him. If it can't, no matter. It's enough to die of spite. To punish Haymitch, who, of all the people in this rotting world, has turned Peeta and me into pieces in his Games. I trusted him. I put what was precious in Haymitch's hands. And he has betrayed me.

That seems to be crossing some kind of line," I say. :So anything goes?" They both stare at me- Beetee with doubt, Gale with hostility. "I guess there isn't a rule book for what might be unacceptable to do to another human being.

She's Prim's size in diameter.

You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.

In the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too.

Dawn comes before sleep does.

Fire is catching! And if we burn, you burn with us!