Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

"Do you find this...distracting?"

"You'll never be able to let him go. You'll always feel wrong about being with me."

"Stay with me.Always."

"There are much worse games to play."

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

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

"Finnick?"I say, "Maybe some pants?"He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first time. Then he whips off his hospital gown leaving him in just his underwear. "Why? Do you find this"-- he strikes a ridiculously provocative pose -- "distracting?"I laugh. Boggs looks embarrassed and Finnick looks more like the guy I met at the Quarter Quell"

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

"Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear."

"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."

"Slowly, with many lost days, I come back to life."

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

"Ally."Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can't tell what's real anymore, and what's made up."

"People of Panem, we fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice!” There‘s dead silence on the set. It goes on. And on. Finally, the intercom crackles and Haymitch‘s acerbic laugh fills the studio. He contains himself just long enough to say, “And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies."

"I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me."His pupils contract to pinpoints, dialate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. "Always,"he murmurs."

"An ability to look into the confusing mess of life and see things for what they are."

"Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena."

"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."

"It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart."

"Knowing it and seeing it are two different things."