I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best." Well, there's no good response to that. I can hardly dispute it since I was walking around with a syringe to kill Peeta when I found them. Do I really want him dead? What I want...what I want is to have him back.

As coal pressured into pearls by our weighty existence. Beauty that arose out of pain.

Because I'm selfish. I'm a coward. I'm the kind of girl who, when she might actually be of use, would run to stay alive and leave those who couldn't follow to suffer and die.

Knowing it and seeing it are two different things.

Katniss, there is no District Twelve.

Destroying things is much easier than making them.

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