“The more likable he is, the more deadly he is.”

“The rat turned his glowing eyes on him, and Gregor was shocked by what he saw there. The intelligence, the deadliness, and, most surprisingly, the pain. This rat was not like Fangor and Shed. He was much more complicated and much more dangerous. For the first time in the Underland, Gregor felt completely out of his league. If he fought this rat, he wouldn't stand a change. He would lose. He would be dead.”

“Orange? Like Effie's hair?" I say."A bit more muted," he says. "More like sunset.”

“He could have had his choice of any woman in the district. And he chose solitude. Not solitude – that sounds too peaceful. More like solitary confinement.”

“He hates me more," says Peeta. "I don't think people in general are his sort of thing.”

“I wish she was dead,' he says. 'I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best.”

“I'm sure they didn't notice anything but you. You should wear flames more often," he says. "They suit you.”