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Most of it has been consumed with the acquisition of food. Take that away and I'm not really sure who I am, what my identity is.

"Yes, frosting. The final defence of the dying."

It's the Capitol I hate, for doing this to all of us.

Destroying things is much easier than making them.

I realize, for the first time, how very lonely I've been in the arena. How comforting the presence of another human being can be.

(Still "z"-s...)

I wonder what Gale made of the incident for a moment and then I push the whole thing out of my mind, because for some reason Gale and Peeta do not coexist well together in my thoughts.

I'm not a fan of love triangles.

It was hanging by its neck in a thin wire thirty centimetres above my head. About fifteen metres away was another.

It must be the UK edition - it's so nice to see metres and centimetres!