How much better my life has been for knowing him. For loving him, even if it's only in the limited way that I can manage. But I never get the chance.

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.

District 12: Where you can starve to death in safety.

The star-crossed lovers

Hope, it is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective, a lot of hope is dangerous.

My nightmares are usually about losing you. I'm okay once I realize you're here.

So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.

Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor.

It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.

I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.

To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.

You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning. The conflagration in his own veins, now, gave the answer.

The first and most important step in the process of becoming genuinely is to be once again authenticated by the original designer.

You can always spot bright people. They are reading a book.

We all eat two to six times a day. Why? Because we are supposed to, we are programmed to, we want to.

A girl never knows when she might need a couple of diamonds at 10 o'clock in the morning.

If you go through life and you don't find the beauty in an unexpected place, then you really have a sad existence.

My job is to be an artist and thus I use different media to deal with the status of the body in our society.

Jazz radio is not very friendly to pop singers who decide to make a jazz record. But a lot of people have been. A lot of the people I've talked to like the record.

The candid incline to surmise of late that the Christian faith proves false.

We weep and laugh, as we see others do.