Here, cover yourself with this and I'll wash your shorts." "Oh, I don't care if you see me," says Peeta.

He never lets go of Annie's hand. Not when they walk, not when they eat. I doubt he ever plans to.

And it takes so much energy to stay angry with someone who cries so much.

The bird, the pin, the song, the berries, the watch, the cracker, the dress that burst into flames. I am the mockingjay. The one that survived despite the Capitol's plans. The symbol of the rebellion.

The most exciting thing either of us does is nap.

She’s really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail, the one who needed help reaching the dishes, and who begged to see the frosted cakes in the bakery window. Time and tragedy have forced her to grow too quickly, at least for my taste, into a young woman who stitches bleeding wounds and knows our mother can hear only so much.

Are you, are you coming to the tree? Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here. No stranger would let it be if we met up At midnight in the hanging tree.