Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. I reach out for him and say something like his name and he's there, holding me and patting my back. "It's okay. It'll be okay, sweetheart." He sits me on a length of broken marble pillar and keeps an arm around me while I sob.

I try to forgive her for my father's sake. But to be honest, I'm not the forgiving type.

It’s not wondering what I breathe in, but who, that threatens to choke me.

Obviously this person's a hazard. Stupid people are dangerous.

deep in the meadow , under the willow , a bed of grass , a soft green pillow

I don't know what it is with Finnick and bread, but he seems obsessed with handling it.

Yes, I’m a mouse. Squeak, squeak. Now shoo-shoo back to your little bug friends,” said Rirped, picking up a hunk of dried beef. He tore a off a piece with his teeth and noticed Boots hadn’t moved. He pulled back his lips to reveal a row of jagged teeth and gave her a sharp hiss.