Even if times got bad, he would never again deny himself the possibility that the future might be happy even if the present was painful. He would allow himself dreams.

So, here’s what you do. You win, you go home. She can’t turn you down then, eh?” says Caesar encouragingly. “I don’t think it’s going to work out. Winning…won’t help in my case,” says Peeta. “Why ever not?” says Caesar, mystified. Peeta blushes beet red and stammers out. “Because…because…she came here with me.

Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate clean whit his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss out to her in general and calls, "We miss you, Effie!

Just remember, stealing's punishable by death

I see now that the circumstances of ones birth are irrelevent. it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are

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

Come on and eat with him. I promise, I won't let him kiss you again.