We could do it, you know."
"What?"
"Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it.

Live your life, take chances, be crazy. Dont wait 'cause right now is the oldest you've ever been & the youngest you'll be ever again

But a shift has occurred since I stepped up to take Prim’s place, and now it seems I have become someone precious. At first one, then another, then almost every member of the crowd touches the three middle fingers of their left hand to their lips and holds it out to me. It is an old and rarely used gesture of our district, occasionally seen at funerals. It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.

District 12: Where you can starve to death in safety.

His dad said even the cavemen had geniuses among them. Somebody had thought up the wheel.

It's taken me all this time, all this loss, to realize what really matters is now.