There were two Avoxes with me in prison. Darius and Lavinia, but the guards mostly called them the redheads. They'd been our servants in the Training Center, so they arrested them, too. I watched them being tortured to death. She was lucky. They used too much voltage and her heart stopped right off. It took days to finish him off. Beating, cutting off parts. They kept asking him questions, but he couldn't speak, he just made these horrible animals sounds. They didn't want information, you know? They wanted me to see it.

Yes, it's your fault I'm alive.

If you won't talk about yourself, at least compliment the audience. Just keep turning it back around, all right. Gush.

Just don't die for me, you won't be doing me any favour !

You would think after all the hours I’d spent with Gale– watching him talk and laugh and frown– that I would know all there was to know about his lips. But I hadn’t imagined how warm they would feel pressed against my own. Or how those hands [...] could entrap me… I vaguely remember my fingers, curled tightly closed, resting on his chest.

Because it doesn't matter anymore, and because I'm so desperately lonely I can't stand it.

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