so people really do tear out their hair and beat the ground with their fists

You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.

Taking the kids from our districts, forcing them to kill one another while we watch – this is the Capitol’s way of reminding us how totally we are at their mercy.

Well, I can't leave Mags behind," says Finnick. "She's one of the few people who actually likes me.

The audience must be sick to death of the star-crossed lovers from District 12. I know I am.

Then Octavia drops to her knees, rubs the hem of a skirt against her cheek, and burst into tears. "It's been so long," she gasps, "since I've seen anything pretty.

What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button?