Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the capitol. We're very familiar with each other's screams.

What does this mean? It means I get to spend the morning having the hair ripped off my body while Peeta sleeps in.

Hope, it is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective, a lot of hope is dangerous.

And here I am, strapped into a tree, a stone's throw from the biggest idiot in the games.

They hadn’t counted on the highly controlled jabberjay having the brains to adapt to the wild, to pass on its genetic code, to thrive in a new form. They hadn’t anticipated its will to live.

I guess there isn’t a rule book for what might be unacceptable to do to another human being.

But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. "Katniss, there is no District Twelve."