Tick tock, this is a clock.

Chase after the truth like all hell.

You're hideous, you know that, right?

I’m stopped by the sight of Finnick kissing Peeta.

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

Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable.

No wonder I won the Games. NO decent person ever does.

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

You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.

It must be very fragile, if a handful of berries can bring it down.

A spoonful of honey will catch more flies than a gallon of vinegar.

It's easy to say ''no!'' when there's a deeper ''yes!'' burning inside.

When you're in the arena...you just remember who the enemy is" - Haymitch

I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.

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

I did not get my Spaghetti-O's, I got spaghetti. I want the press to know this.

I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.

And to us, we're more married than any piece of paper or big party could make us.

But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. "Katniss, there is no District Twelve."

I always channel my emotions into my work. That way, I don't hurt anyone but myself.

‎I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble.

Our lives are not just measured in years. They are measured in the lives we touch around us.

So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.

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

If you die and i live there's no life for me back in District 12. You're my whole life. I would never be happy again.

I don't like self-righteous people," I say. "What's to like?" says Haymitch, who begins sucking the dregs out of the empty bottles.

Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know," Haymitch says.

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

So I only say, "So what should we do with our last few days?" "I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you," Peeta replies.

I don't know what I expected from my first meeting with Peeta after the announcement. A few hugs and kisses. A little comfort maybe. Not this. I turn to Haymitch. "Don't worry, I'll get you more liquor.

Really, the combination of the scabs and the ointment looks hideous. I can't help enjoying his distress. "Poor Finnick. Is this the first time in your life you haven't looked pretty?" I say. "It must be. The sensation's completely new. How have you managed it all these years?" he asks. "Just avoid mirrors. You'll forget about it," I say. "Not if I keep looking at you," he says.

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