“I must have loved you a lot.”

“Caesar: “Handsome lad like you. There must be some special girl. Come on, what’s her name?”Peeta: “Well, there is this one girl. I’ve had a crush on her ever since I can remember. But I’m pretty sure she didn’t know I was alive until the reaping.”Caesar: “She have another fellow?”Peeta: “I don’t know, but a lot of boys like her.”Caesar: “So, here’s what you do. You win, you go home. She can’t turn you down then, eh?”Peeta: “I don’t think it’s going to work out. Winning…won’t help in my case”Caesar: “Why ever not?”Peeta: “Because…because…she came here with me.”

“She must have really loved him to leave her home for the Seam. I try to remember that when all I can see is the woman who sat by, blank and unreachable, while her children turned to skin and bones. I try to forgive her for my father's sake. But to be honest, I'm not the forgiving type.”

“You could do a lot worse.”

“For what? Nothing's going on here," he says. "Besides I like watching you sleep. You don't scowl. Improves your looks a lot.”

“Really? What did you cost me again? I ask.A lot of trouble. Don't worry. You'll get it all back,he says.”

“Poor Finnick. Is this the first time in your life you haven't looked pretty?""It must be. The sensation's completely new. How have you managed it all these years?”