Not only does he hate me, and want to kill me, he no longer believes I'm human. It was less painful being strangled.

This is what birds see. Only they're free and safe. The very opposite of me.

Thinking like your prey. . . that's where you find their vulnerabilities.

If you'd been taken by the Capital and hijacked and then tried to kill Peeta, is this the way he would be treating you?

Smiling is mostly about smiling more.

I sit back on my bed cross-legged and find myself rubbing the smooth iridescent surface of the pearl back and forth against my lips. For some reason, it’s soothing. A cool kiss

If I'm going to die, I want to still be me