I want to be important. By being different. And these girls are all the same.

If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.

I have kept track of the boy with the bread.

My mother says healers are born, not made.

Delly lost her temper at Peeta over how he treated you. She got very squeaky. It was like someone stabbing a mouse with a fork repeatedly.

Whose is it, do you think?" I say finally. "No telling," says Finnick. "Why don't we let Peeta claim it, since he died today?

She has no idea. The effect she can have.

Real or not real?

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

Oh, that I do know...Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can't survive without.

Stay with me. Always.

I'm more than just a piece in their Games.

I can only form one clear thought. This is no place for a girl on fire.

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

All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for who I really am. Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly. And I hate him for it.

He became my confidante, someone with whom I could share thoughts I could never voice...In exchange, he trusted me with his.

Want a sugar cube?" he asks in his old seductive voice.

Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other.

It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death." "Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find in the arena. Say it's a gigantic cake-

Katniss....he's still trying to keep you alive.

Only I keep wishing I could think of a way...to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games.

Remember, girl on fire,” he says, “I'm still betting on you.

I realize, for the first time, how very lonely I've been in the arena. How comforting the presence of another human being can be.

I turn and put my lips close to Peeta's and drop my eyelids in imitation... "He offered me sugar and wanted to know all my secrets," I say in my best seductive voice.