They recognize me. Of course they recognize me. My face is uncovered and I'm standing here outside of District 12 pointing an arrow at them. Who else would I be?

It's amazing to see things that are suggested in the book fully developed and so brilliantly realized through the artistry of the designers.

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

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.

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

The star-crossed lovers

So Haymitch, what do you think of the games have one hundred percent more competitors than usual?” asks Caesar. Haymitch shrugs. “I don’t see that it makes that much difference. They’ll still be one hundred percent as stupid as usual, so I figure my odds will be roughly the same.