I Wish She Was Dead,'

Gale Is Mine. I Am His. Anything Else Is Unthinkable.

The Problem Is, I Can’t Tell What’s Real Anymore, And What’s Made Up.

I Do Think You're Mad And I'll Still Go With You.

What Do You Think?" I Whisper To Peeta. "about The Fire?" "i'll Rip Off Your Cape If You'll Rip Off Mine," He Says Through Gritted Teeth.

Don't Want That, Do They?” She Throws Back Her Head And Shouts, “whole Country In Rebellion? Wouldn't Want Anything Like That!