Did You Love Annie Right Away, Finnick?"

Better Not To Give In To It.

Let The Seventy-forth Hunger Games Begin, Cato, I Think. Let Them Begin For Real.

And When Again It's Morning, They'll Wash Away. Here It's Safe, Here It's Warm Here The Daisies Guard You From Every Harm.

If He Wants Me Broken, Then I Will Have To Be Whole.

My Sleep Wasn't Peaceful, Though. I Have The Sense Of Emerging From A World Of Dark, Haunted Places Where I Traveled Alone.