the evil thing is inside, not out.

Okay, maybe I don't go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but I do care for some people.

Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, “Music.

Fire is catching! And if we burn, you burn with us!

So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.

I'm very hard to catch," says Rue. "And if they can't catch me, they can't kill me. So don't count me out.

But after several hours, I go anyway, walking in silent sock feet, so as not to awaken the ghosts.