“So we both strip off our boots and socks and, while there’s some improvement, I could swear he’s making an effort to snap every branch we encounter”

“We could do it, you know.""What?""Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it.”

“We could do it, you know," Gale says quietly."What?" I ask."Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it," says Gale.I don't know how to respond. This idea is so preposterous.”

“So the moment he walks in the door I snap, “I swear if you cry, I'll kill you here and now.”Cinna just smiles. “Had a damp morning?”“You could wring me out,” I reply.”

“Behind a rack of framed photos of Snow, we encounter a wounded Peacekeeper propped up against a strip of brick wall. He asks us for help. Gale knees him in the side of the head and takes his gun.”

“Here began countless days of hunting and snaring, fishing and gathering, roaming together through the woods, unloading our thoughts while we filled our game bags. This was the doorway to both sustenance and sanity. And we were each other's key.”

“We sit in silence awhile then I blurt out the thing that's on both our minds. "How are we going to kill these people, Peeta?”