That if desperate times call for desperate measures, then I'm free to act as desperately as I wish.

Well, I can't leave Mags behind," says Finnick. "She's one of the few people who actually likes me.

But I don't know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you.

Since my father died and I stopped trusting my mother, no one else's arms have made me feel this safe.

Hope, it is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective, a lot of hope is dangerous.

Maybe the other tributes are out there beating one another senseless. Which would be fine. - Katniss -

The anguish I always feel when she's in pain wells up in my chest and threatens to register on my face.

You haven't hurt people—you've given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.

You can swim, too." he says. "Where did you learn that in District Twelve?" "We have a very big bathtub.

I go back to my room and lie under the covers, trying not to think of Gale and thinking of nothing else.

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

Really? What did you cost me again? I ask. A lot of trouble. Don't worry. You'll get it all back,he says.

She genuinely likes people. All people, not just a select few she's spent years making up her mind about.

No, you won her over. Gave up everything for her. Maybe that's the only way to convince her you love her.

I miss home badly sometimes. But then I remember there's nothing left to miss anymore. I feel safer here.

Our romance became a key strategy for our survival in the arena. Only it wasn't just a strategy for Peeta.

I'm sure they didn't notice anything but you. You should wear flames more often," he says. "They suit you.

Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them.

I'm very hard to catch," says Rue. "And if they can't catch me, they can't kill me. So don't count me out.

But the only thing that distracts me from my current situation is fantasizing about killing President Snow.

A verbal promise behind closed doors, even a statement written on paper-these could easily evaporate . . . .

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

Did you love Annie right away, Finnick?" I ask. "No." A long time passes before he adds, "She crept up on me.

I have a pretty big TV background, and I have clocked so many hours in so many writers' rooms over the years.

No, it happened. And right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner,' Peeta says.

If my holding out those berries was an act of temporary insanity, then those people will embrace insanity too.

One of the most memorable things I hear is when someone tells me that my books got a reluctant reader to read.

Anyway, even if she's sugarcoating my good points, I appreciate it. Frankly, I could use a little sugarcoating.

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

Buttercup, miserable even with Prim’s constant attention, huddles in the cube and exhales cat breath in my face.

I’m in a shallow hole, not filled with the humming orange bubbles of my hallucination but with old, dead leaves.

How are you managing? And don't say you're fine." It's true. Whatever the opposite of fine is, that's what I am.

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

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay

I never see these things coming. They happen too fast. One second you're proposing an escape plan and the next...

We had to save you because you're the mockingjay, Katniss," says Plutarch. "While you live, the revolution lives.

Maybe I'd think that, too, Caesar," says Petta bitterly, "if it weren't for the baby." There. He's done it again.

Oh, no. It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people?" says Peeta. "It costs everything you are.

Glimmer, I hear someone call her - ugh, the names the people in District 1 give their children are so ridiculous.

What does this mean? It means I get to spend the morning having the hair ripped off my body while Peeta sleeps in.

The morphlings from District 6 are in the camouflage station, painting each other's faces with bright pink swirls.

Isn't it strange that I know you'd risk your life to save mine, but I don't even know what your favorite color is?

So I thought if I stopped being so, you know, wounded, we could take a shot at just being friends. - Peeta Mellark

It's weird, how much he's noticed me... And apparently, I have not been as oblivious to him as I imagined, either.

Mostly we just add to the piles of rainbow glass that's been blown off the exteriors of the cany-colored buildings.

And then, if you make it to bedtime, you feel the joy of cheating death out of one more day," she said. "Do you see?

My mother just wanted me to forget it. So, of course, every word was immediately, irrevocably branded into my brain.

If there's a more helpless feeling than trying to reach someone you love who's trapped underground, I don't know it.

So that's who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.

Not only does he hate me, and want to kill me, he no longer believes I'm human. It was less painful being strangled.

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