Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

"Katniss, the girl who was on fire!"

"I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone."

"Kind people have a way of working their way inside me and rooting there."

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

"I can feel Peeta press his forehead into my temple and he asks, 'So now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?' I turn into him. 'Put you somewhere you can't get hurt."

"I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun."

"One more time? For the audience?"he says. His voice isn't angry. It's hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the bread is slipping away from me.I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go."

"I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone."

"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: '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."

"Deep in the meadow, hidden far awayA cloak of leaves, a moonbeam rayForget your woes and let your troubles layAnd when it's morning again, they'll wash awayHere it's safe, here it's warmHere the daisies guard you from every harmHere your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them trueHere is the place where I love you."

"It's old, very old I think. Made up long ago in our hills. What my music teacher calls a mountain air. But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece of time we call today."

"I can feel Peeta press his forehead into my temple and he asks, 'So now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?' I turn into him. 'Put you somewhere you can't get hurt."

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

"And then he gives me a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me."

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

"Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it."

"May the odds be ever in your favor!"