They can pump whatever they want into my arm but it takes more than that to keep a person going once she's lost the will to live.

I don't care if you got knocked up. I can still rip your throat out

Sick and disoriented, I'm able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life.

You’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug.

Don't want that, do they?” She throws back her head and shouts, “Whole country in rebellion? Wouldn't want anything like that!

I'm very hard to catch," says Rue. "And if they can't catch me, they can't kill me. So don't count me out.

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