“You're hideous, you know that, right?”

“I know. I was hoping," I say."Exactly. Because you're desperate," says Haymitch.I don't argue because, of course, he's right.”

“You know, you're kind of squeamish for such a lethal person”

“You're not going to die. I forbid it. All right?""All right," he whispers.”

“As we ride the elevator Gale finally says “You're still angry.”“And you're still not sorry,” I reply."I will stand by what I said. Do you want me to lie about it?” he asks.“No, I want you to rethink it and come up with the right opinion,” I tell him.”

“Okay, listen to me, you're stronger than they are. You are. They just want a good show, that's all they want. You know how to hunt. Show them how good you are.”

“Do it. Before they send those mutts back or something. I don't want to die like Cato," he says.“Then you shoot me," I say furiously, shoving the weapons back at him. "You shoot me and go home and live with it!" And as I say it, I know death right here, right now would be the easier of the two.”