If you had hope, maybe you could find a way to make things change,. Because if you thought about it, there were so many reasons to try.

Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love.

I think you'd be pretty in any color."-Posy to Octavia

I have zero interest in these Capitol people. They are only distractions from the food.

Sick and disoriented, I'm able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life.

Got it," I say. "Did you tell Peeta this?" "Don't have to," says Haymitch. "He's already there.

I want to do something, right here, right now, to shame them, to make them accountable, to show the Capitol that whatever they do or force us to do there is a part of every tribute they can't own. That Rue was more than a piece in their Games. And so am I.