"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."
"You have a... remarkable memory.""I remember everything about you. You're the one who wasn't paying attention."
"It crosses my mind that Cinna's calm and normal demeanor masks a complete madman."
"We could do it, you know.""What?""Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it."
"You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?"