My war had been so long, my winter so cold. But i had made it home. And for the first time in a long time, i was not afraid.

Killers aren't always assassins. Sometimes, they don't even have blood on their hands.

I didn't need his criticism. I carried enough guilt on my own. I had done everything wrong. I had the highest marks in school but couldn't master common sense.

What did I want? I wanted the war to be over so I could ask her out.

Just when you think this war has taken everything you loved, you meet someone and realize that somehow you still have more to give.

The soldier stared at Ingrid. His silence was elastic, slowly curling a rope around her neck.

Revolting. If women were so careless to become pregnant at such a time, let women sort it out.

Everyone has a price, ” she said.“But clearly not everyone has a soul,

War had bled color from everything, leaving nothing but a storm of gray.

What had human beings become? Did war make us evil or just activate an evil already lurking within us?

I wanted to stay locked away from the pain and destruction. I didn't want to be strong. I didn't want to be the 'smart girl'. I was so very tired. I just wanted it all to be over.

I had shelved expectations of another kiss

There is a powerful for within each of us.

He's an honest man - you could shoot craps with him over the telephone.

It's said in Hollywood that you should always forgive your enemies - because you never know when you'll have to work with them.

I am continually fascinated at the difficulty intelligent people have in distinguishing what is controversial from what is merely offensive.

I certainly believe that we gain through open trade and liberalisation.

Fashion is an expression of what you're feeling.

Thought impregnated with love becomes invincible. (Charles Haanel)

for some reason Gale and Peeta do not coexist well in my thoughts.

Once lucky, twice confident, and thrice dead.