When you're in the arena...you just remember who the enemy is" - Haymitch

No wonder I won the Games. NO decent person ever does.

Sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them.

Yes. I killed him. And buried her in flowers," I say. "And I sang her to sleep.

Instead, I watch myself get shot on television.

"If I could grow wings, I could fly. Only people can't grow wings," he say's. "Real or not real?" "Real," I say. "But people don't need wings to survive." "Mockingjays do."

Peeta crouches down on the other side of her and strokes her hair. When he begins to speak in a soft voice, it seems almost nonsensical, but the words aren’t for me. “With my paint box at home, I can make every color imaginable. Pink. As pale as a baby’s skin. Or as deep as rhubarb. Green like spring grass. Blue that shimmers like ice on water.