Quotes from book

Catching Fire

“A spark could be enough to set them ablaze.”

“I'm not prepared for Rue's family. Her parents, whose faces are still fresh with sorrow. Her fiver younger siblings, who resemble her so closely. The slight builds, the luminous brown eyes. They form a flock of small dark birds.”

“You've got to go through it to get to the end of it.”

“If I feel ragged, my prep team seems in worse condition, knocking back coffee and sharing brightly colored little pills. As far as I can tell, they never get up before noon unless there's some sort of national emergency, like my leg hair.”

“Katniss Everdeen, the girl who was on fire, you have provided a spark that, left unattended, may grow to an inferno that destroys Panem.”

“Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of make my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind.”

“Just last year i wanted to kill him, but now it is my duty to save him.”

“Well, I can't leave Mags behind," says Finnick. "She's one of the few people who actually likes me.”

“Life in District 12 isn’t really so different from life in the arena. At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead. The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.”

“Remembering from last year how Haymitch's gifts are often timed to send a message, I make a note to myself. Be friends with Finnick. You'll get food.”

“Remember, girl on fire,” he says, “I'm still betting on you.”

“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?”

“You could do a lot worse.”

“Then I get it, what it means. At least, for me. District 12 only has three existing victors to choose from. Two male. One female…
I am going back into the arena.”

“Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable.”

“You're hideous, you know that, right?”

“They can't hurt me. I'm not like the rest of you. There's no one left I love.”

“For me, it's better to wake up with a paintbrush than a knife in my hand.
-Peeta”

“What about you?"

"Not a clue. I keep wishing I could bake a cake or something.”