"The bird, the pin, the song, the berries, the watch, the cracker, the dress that burst into flames. I am the mockingjay. The one that survived despite the Capitol's plans. The symbol of the rebellion."
"Really, the combination of the scabs and the ointment looks hideous. I can't help enjoying his distress."Poor Finnick. Is this the first time in your life you haven't looked pretty?"I say."It must be. The sensation's completely new. How have you managed it all these years?"he asks."Just avoid mirrors. You'll forget about it,"I say."Not if I keep looking at you,"he says."
"So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans."
"Sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them."
"I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever."
"The idea of being strong for someone else having never entered their heads, I find myself in the position of having to console them. Since I'm the person going in to be slaughtered, this is somewhat annoying."