Lunch makes me feel a bit better.

That the Careers have been better fed growing up is actually to their disadvantage,
because they don’t know how to be hungry. Not like Rue and I do.

Let the Seventy-forth Hunger Games begin, Cato, I think. Let them begin for real.

You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers.
"Real," I answer. "Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.

Winning will make you famous. Losing means certain death.

The Mockingjay lives.