Our Romance Became A Key Strategy For

I Can See The First Apple Teetering When I Let The Third Arrow Go, Catching The Torn Flap And Ripping It From The Bag. For A Moment, Everything Seems Frozen In Time. Then The Apples Spill To The Ground And I'm Blown Backward Into The Air.

You're Not Afraid I'll Kill You Tonight?" "like I Couldn't Take You.

I Had To Do That. At Least Once.

I'm So Tired, Katniss.

So I Learned To Hold My Tongue And To Turn My Features Into An Indifferent Mask So That No One Could Ever Read My Thoughts.