Something small and quiet, like a match being struck, lights up the gloom inside of me.

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.

there's plenty of blame to go around.

You've got to go through it to get to the end of it.

Remember that even in war there is a time for restraint. A time to hold back your sword.

People deal with me, but they are genuinely fond of Prim. Maybe there will be enough fondness to keep her alive.

Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.