"I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good when really it's for there own good."

"But some secrets are too delicious not to share."

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

"Because...because...she came here with me."

"We hand the meat over to Greasy Sae in the kitchen. She likes District 13 well enough, even though she thinks the cooks are somewhat lacking in imagination. But a woman who came up with a palatable wild dog and rhubarb stew is bound to feel as if her hands are tied here."

"I act delighted, but I have zero interest in these Capitol people. They are only distractions from the food."

"Having an eye for beauty isn't the same thing as a weakness...except possibly when it comes to you."

"I begin to fully understand the lengths to which people have gone to protect me. What I mean to the rebels. My on going struggle against the Capitol, which has so often felt like a solitary journey, has not been undertaken alone. I have had thousands upon thousands of people from the districts at my side. I was their Mockingjay long before I accepted the role."

"Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love."

"I'm running on hate."

"If your parent is deployed and you are that young, you spend the whole time wondering where they are and waiting for them to come home. As time passes and the absence is longer and longer, you become more and more concerned - but you don't really have the words to express your concern. There's only this continued absence."

"We could do it, you know.""What?""Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it."

"My children, who don't know they play on a graveyard."

"Because, sometimes, things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them."

"Frankly, our ancestors don't seem much to brag about. I mean, look at the state they left us in, with the wars, the broken planet. Clearly, they didn't care about what would happen to the people who came after them."

"Telling a story in a futuristic world gives you this freedom to explore things that bother you in contemporary times."

"Katniss: 'What about you? Ive seen you in the market. You can lift hundred pound bags of flour'. I snap at himTell him that. Thats not nothing.Peeta: Yes and Im sure the arena will be full of bags of flour for me to chuck at people."

"Only.. I want to do die as myself."

"Even in war there should be lines you didn't cross."

"To the everlasting credit of the people of District 12, not one person claps. Not even the ones holding betting slips, the ones who are usually beyond caring. Possibly because they know me from the Hob, or knew my father, or have encountered Prim, who no one could help loving. So instead of acknowledging applause, I stand there unmoving while they take part in the boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence. Which says we do not agree. We do not condone. All of this is wrong."

"Because sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them."

"Orange?" He seems unconvinced."Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset," I say. "At least, that's what you told me once."

"Because it doesn't matter anymore, and because I'm so desperately lonely I can't stand it."

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

"That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that."

"I'm not prepared for Rue's family. Her parents, whose faces are still fresh with sorrow. Her fiver younger siblings, who resemble her so closely. The slight builds, the luminous brown eyes. They form a flock of small dark birds."

"A need for revenge can burn long and hot. Especially if every glance in a mirror reinforces it."

"Technically, I am unarmed. But no one should ever underestimate the harm that fingernails can do. Especially if the target is unprepared."

"Yes, they have to have a victor. Without a victor, the whole thing would blow up in the Gamemakers' faces. They'd have failed the Capitol. Might possibly even be executed, slowly and painfully, while the cameras broadcast it to every screen in the country."

"In our world, I rank music somewhere between hair ribbons and rainbows in terms of usefulness."

"You have a... remarkable memory.""I remember everything about you. You're the one who wasn't paying attention."

"I'm ordered to a week of bed rest and I don't object because I feel so lousy. Not just my heel and my tailbone. My whole body aches with exhaustion. So I let my mother doctor me and feed me breakfast in bed and tuck another quilt around me. Then I just lie there, staring out my window at the winter sky, pondering how on earth this will all turn out."

"I miss him so badly it hurts."

"They can fatten me up. They can give me a full body polish, dress me up, and make me beautiful again. They can design dream weapons that come to life in my hands, but they will never again brainwash me into the necessity of using them. I no longer feel allegiance to these monsters called human beings, despite being one myself."

"All around the dining hall, you can feel the rejuvenating effect that a good meal can bring on. The way it can make people kinder, funnier, more optimistic, and remind them it's not a mistake to go on living. It's better than any medicine."

"The beauty of this idea is that my decision to keep Peeta alive at the expense of my own life is itself an act of defiance. A refusal to play the Hunger Games by the Capitol's rules. My private agenda dovetails completely with my public one. And if I really could save Peeta... in terms of a revolution, this would be ideal. Because I will be more valuable dead. They can turn me into some kind of martyr for the cause and paint my face on banners, and it will do more to rally people than anything I could do if I was living. But Peeta would be more valuable alive, and tragic, because he will be able to turn his pain into words that will transform people."

"Hey. I just wanted to make sure you got home," I say. "Katniss, I live three houses away from you," he says."

"What did Finnick Odair want? he asks.I turn and put my lips close to Peeta's and drop my eyelids in imitation of Finnick. "He offered me sugar and wanted to know all my secrets, I say in my best seductive voice.Peeta laughs. "Ugh. Not really."Really, I say. "I'll tell you more when my skin stops crawling."

"Peeta actually is charming and then utterly winning as the boy in love. And there I am, blushing and confused, made beautiful by Cinna's hands, desirable by Peeta's confession, tragic by circumstance, and by all accounts, unforgettable."

"Sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them."

"It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people? It costs everything you are."

"You don't destroy what you want toacquire in the future."

"No more fear of hunger. A new kind of freedom. But what then ... what? What would my life be like on a daily basis? Most of it has been consumed with the acquisition of food. Take that away and I'm not really sure who I am, what my identity is. The idea scares me some."

"For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first."

"Lunch makes me feel a bit better."

"At once, it's clear I cannot gush. We try me playing cocky, but I just don't have the arrogance. Apparently, I'm too "vulnerable for ferocity. I'm not witty. Funny. Sexy. Or mysterious By the end of the session, I am no one at all."

"I noticed the plants growing around me. Tall with leaves like arrowheads. Blossoms with three white petals. I knelt down in the water, my fingers digging into the soft mud, and I pulled up handfuls of the roots. Small, bluish tubers that don't look like much but boiled or baked are as good as any potato. "Katniss, I said aloud. It's the plant I was named for. And I heard my father's voice joking, "As long as you can find yourself, you'll never starve."

"All right, so give me some idea of what you can do," says Haymitch.I can't do anything," says Peeta, "unless you count baking bread."Sorry, I don't. Katniss. I already know you're handy with a knife, says Haymitch.Not really. But I can hunt, I say. "With a bow and arrow.And you're good? asks Haymitch.I have to think about it. I've been putting food on the table for four years. That's no small task. I'm not as good as my father was, but he'd had more practice. I've better aim than Gale, but I've had more practice. He's a genius with traps and snares. "I'm all right, I say."

"District 12: Where you can starve to death in safety."

"If you had hope, maybe you could find a way to make things change,. Because if you thought about it, there were so many reasons to try."