“Hey, Haymitch, if you're not too drunk, we could use a little something for our skin." Katniss, Catching Fire”

“I go to the saltwater and wash off the blood, trying to decide which I hate more, pain or itching. Fed up, I stomp back onto the beach, turn my face upward and snap, "Hey, Haymitch, if you're not too drunk, we could use a little something for our skin."It's almost funny how quickly the parachute appears above me. I reach up and the tube lands squarely in my open hand. "About time" I say, but I can't keep the scowl on my face. Haymitch. What I wouldn't give for five minutes of conversation with him.”

“Katniss, the girl who was on fire!”

“We had to save you because you're the mockingjay, Katniss," says Plutarch. "While you live, the revolution lives.”

“No one will forget me. Not my look, not my name. Katniss. The girl who was on fire.”

“Fire is catching! And if we burn, you burn with us!”

“But there's nothing up there but the wounded!" I say. "Katniss" I hear the warning note in Haymitch's voice and know what's coming. Don't you even think about-!" I yank the earpiece free and let it hang from its wire.”