The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up.
We follow instructions to my destination, a chamber for my preparation.
And she's my fiancee. So if you want to get to him, expect to go through both of us.
Maybe everyone is just trying to protect me by lying to me. I don't care. I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good.
It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.
Of course you are. The tributes were necessary to the Games, too. Until they weren't," I say. "And then we were very disposable - right, Plutarch?