We are what no one wants to miss at the party. I act delighted, but I have zero interest in these Capitol people. They are only distractions from the food.

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

Not like this. He wanted it to be real.

I really can't think about kissing when I've got a rebellion to incite.

Aim higher in case you fall short.

Sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them.

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.

Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.

I look coolly in to the blue eyes of the person who is now my greatest opponent, the person who would keep me alive at his own expense. And I promise myself I will defeat his plan.

Because I'm selfish. I'm a coward. I'm the kind of girl who, when she might actually be of use, would run to stay alive and leave those who couldn't follow to suffer and die.

Isn't it strange that I know you'd risk your life to save mine, but I don't even know what your favorite color is?

It was supposed to be us against the world, Tyler and me versus everyone else. Now it's just me.

I seek the real stuff of life. Profound drama.

I suppose my father was more influential in my starting to play the guitar.

Over the years I have been kind of lazy, thinking my talent alone can do it.

For Tibetans, the real strength of our struggle is truth - not size, money, or expertise.

So long as the majority of Canadians have two countries, one here and one in Europe, national unity will remain a myth and a constant source of internecine quarrels.

I would like to be able to do a song with Ray Charles, before we both get too old.

The line between fascism and Fabian socialism is very thin. Fabian socialism is the dream. Fascism is Fabian socialism plus the inevitable dictator.

I think humor and terror are very closely related.

Sometimes we make duaa for a door of dunya. When it doesn't open, we cry. Not realizing that Allah has instead opened a door of jennah for us.