You're playing with fire," she warned him."That's how I know I'm alive.

I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire.

If your house was burning, what would you grab? I’d grab my penis. Repeatedly.

Do you understand? I don't want you to do a thing if you don't understand it.

When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them.

After the fire died down, what remained were two charred hearts, that once beat as one.

Surely the Gods did not bring me safe through fire and sea only to kill me with a flux.

El mundo puede hacerse pedazos, pero al menos todos nosotros nos daremos un baño.

Oh, yeah?" Leo growled. "Well, maybe you got the smoke, buddy, but I've got the fire.

Creo que a veces no sentimos todo lo que somos, pero los demás sí lo notan.

Things don't ever stay the same. Natural beginnings come to natural or unnatural ends.

Well my gun fires seven different shades of shit, so what's your favorite color, punk?

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

If you wanted to play with fire, milady, you could have simply asked me for a kiss or three.

When you tarry in the arena of prayer, you become a highly inflammable christian to the devil