In our world, I rank music somewhere between hair ribbons and rainbows in terms of usefulness.

Crying is not an option.

How much better my life has been for knowing him. For loving him, even if it's only in the limited way that I can manage. But I never get the chance.

The way she kissed you in the Quarter Quell…well she never kissed me like that…I should have volunteered to take your place in the first Games. Protected her then…I guess it’s Katniss’ problem. Who to choose…Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can’t survive without.

Someone ought to get Haymitch a drink.

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.

Just last year i wanted to kill him, but now it is my duty to save him.