I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.

There are much worse games to play.

That's very funny," says Peeta. Suddenly he lashes out at the glass in Haymitch's hand. It shatters on the floor, sending the bloodred liquid running toward the back of the train. "Only not to us.

I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. “No, don’t let go of me,” he says.

Whatever it takes to break you.

I think we put our children at an enormous disadvantage by not educating them in war, by not letting them understand about it at an early age.

You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?