But some secrets are too delicious not to share.

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.

Katniss. I remember about the bread.

They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.

Because it doesn't matter anymore, and because I'm so desperately lonely I can't stand it.

I think....you still have no idea. The effect you can have.

Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear.

I no longer feel any allegiance to these monsters called human beings, despise being one myself.

An ability to look into the confusing mess of life and see things for what they are.

Technically, I am unarmed. But no one should ever underestimate the harm that fingernails can do. Especially if the target is unprepared.

But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.

It’s one of those laughs that light up her whole face, and you can’t help but join in because it’s just that infectious.

You ought to live your life with such freedom and joy that uptight Christians will doubt your salvation.

Anything of worth is costly: devotion to Christ, a strong marriage, financial responsibility, a life of integrity, and of course, fearlessly feminine mothering.

I have olive skin, so if I'm in the sun for even 15 minutes, I turn brown.

In the brute physical world, and the one encompassed by medicine, there are all too many things that could kill you, don't kill you, and then leave you considerably weaker.

Theres a lot of blowhards in the political process, you know, a lot of hot-air artists, people who have got something fancy to say.

A Wired reader told me once, Get a life, which I read from the back of a yacht in the Aegean, while eating fresh sea urchins and drinking terrific Montrachet.

Art is an evolution of techniques and materials from past to present and we can't stop learning.

A wise man should so write (though in words understood by all men) that wise men only should be able to commend him.

When you're at war, you think about a better life; when you're at peace you think about a more comfortable one.