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

And if we burn, you burn with us.

And it’s all my fault, Gale. Because of what I did in the arena. If I had just killed myself with those berries, none of this would’ve happened. Peeta could have come home and lived, and everyone else would have been safe, too.”“Safe to do what?” he says in a gentler tone. “Starve? Work like slaves? Send their kids to the reaping? You haven’t hurt people – you’ve given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.

‎I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble.

ll I can think about, every day, every waking minute since they drew Prim's name at the reaping, is how afraid I am.

Something inside me shuts down and I'm too numb to feel anything. It's like watching complete strangers in another Hunger Games. But I do notice they omit the part where I covered her in flowers.Right. Because even that smacks of rebellion.