The damage, the fatigue, the imperfections. That's how they recognize me; Why I belong to them.

I wish she was dead,' he says. 'I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best.

Poison. The perfect weapon for a snake.

It's just me and the Bane. And I'm fighting him because he killed all of those innocent mice and people, and I have to stop him. Not because Sandwich says so but because I say so.

I'm not good at talking about myself.

He puts the chain with the locket around my neck, then rests his hand over the spot where our baby would be. “You’re going to make a great mother, you know,” he says. He kisses me one last time and goes back to Finnick.

I noticed just about every girl, but none of them made a lasting impression but you.