I trusted him. I put what was precious in Haymitch's hands. & he has betrayed me

"Although who knows? Maybe this will be it, Katniss." "What?" I ask. "The time it sticks. Maybe we are witnessing the evolution of the human race. Think about that." And then he asks me if I'd like to perform on a new singing program he's launching in a few weeks. Something upbeat would be good. He'll send the crew to my house.

For me, it's better to wake up with a paintbrush than a knife in my hand. -Peeta

My little sister, Prim, curled up on her side, cocooned in my mother’s body, their cheeks pressed together. In sleep, my mother looks younger, still worn but not so beaten-down. Prim’s face is as fresh as a raindrop, as lovely as the primrose for which she was named. My mother was very beautiful once, too. Or so they tell me.

No. Now, shut up and eat your pears.

Lucky thing were allies, right? -Finnick Odair

It's amazing to see things that are suggested in the book fully developed and so brilliantly realized through the artistry of the designers.