“What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button?”

“Let them come with their night-vision glasses and their heavy, branch-breaking bodies. Right into the range of my arrows.”

“its not in my nature to go down without a fight even when things seem insurmountable”

“if i win and you die, i dont have a home to go back to. you are my life.”

“You call that a kiss?”

“Ladies and gentlemen, let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin!”

“What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button? How would I spend the hours I now commit to combing the woods for sustenance if it were so easy to come by? What do they do all day, these people in the Capitol, besides decorating their bodies and waiting around for a new shipment of tributes to rill in and die for their entertainment?”