hey. I just wanted to make sure you got home," I say. "Katniss, I live three houses away from you," he says.

Insanity runs in my family, but somehow we've always managed to track it down and catch it again.

The problem with catching dreams is you forget how truly incredible they are when you live with them everyday.

The beauty of this idea is that my decision to keep Peeta alive at the expense of my own life is itself an act of defiance. A refusal to play the Hunger Games by the Capitol's rules. My private agenda dovetails completely with my public one. And if I really could save Peeta... in terms of a revolution, this would be ideal. Because I will be more valuable dead. They can turn me into some kind of martyr for the cause and paint my face on banners, and it will do more to rally people than anything I could do if I was living. But Peeta would be more valuable alive, and tragic, because he will be able to turn his pain into words that will transform people.

The universe is so vast, so immense, we can never expect to explore it all. It is in effect, not so much a final frontier as an ultimate frontier; the ultimate frontier – as wide as it is deep. Stars shine coldly in the unimaginable blackness. Out of the darkness, a tiny speck caught the distant light of stars – a tiny gray speck that, as it moved, seemed to grow larger, catching the light just so until it revealed itself to be a ship.

If I’m chasing the wrong thing, what I’m chasing will end up chasing me. And in the end, I’m less likely to be the one doing the catching.

To find perfect ripeness, catch it.

I don't know what it is with Finnick and bread, but he seems obsessed with handling it.

I go back to my room and lie under the covers, trying not to think of Gale and thinking of nothing else.

I'll catch any rose in my vase-shaped heart, then process it through my vascular system, until there's nothing left.