• "But every night I let him into my bed. We manage the darkness as we did in the arena, wrapped in each other's arms, guarding against dangers that can descend at any moment."
  • "I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say. "Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real."
  • "I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now, and live in it forever."
  • "Because I don't want you forgetting how different our circumstances are. If you die, and I live, there's no life for me at all back in District Twelve. You're my whole life," he says. "I would never be happy again." I start to object but he puts a finger to my lips. "It's different for you. I'm not saying it wouldn't be hard. But there are other people who'd make your life worth living."
  • "No one really needs me," he says, and there's no self-pity in his voice. I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me. "I do," I say. "I need you."
  • "Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of making my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind."
  • "I am the mockingjay. The one that survived despite the Capitol's plans. The symbol of the rebellion."
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