But I don't know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you.

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.

Katniss. I remember about the bread.

They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.

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

I think....you still have no idea. The effect you can have.

Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear.

I no longer feel any allegiance to these monsters called human beings, despise being one myself.

An ability to look into the confusing mess of life and see things for what they are.

Technically, I am unarmed. But no one should ever underestimate the harm that fingernails can do. Especially if the target is unprepared.

But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.

Who would ever give up the reality of dreams for relative knowledge?

Most people talk about fear of the unknown, but if there is anything to fear, it is the known.

Some guys look better as they get older.

Real journalism is publishing something that somebody else does not want published - the rest is just public relations.

The true worth of a soul is revealed as much by the motive it attributes to the actions of others as by its own deeds.

I'm not as goal obsessed as I am process obsessed.

My mother always told me,”hide your face- people are looking at you”. I would reply,”It does not matter; I am also looking at them.

Art is not chaste. Those ill prepared should be allowed no contact with art. Art is dangerous. If it is chaste, it is not art.

I have suffered more from my bad dancing than from all the misfortunes and miseries of my life put together.