If You Had Hope, Maybe You Could

It's To The Capitol's Advantage To Have Us Divided Among Ourselves. Another Tool To Cause Misery In Our District. A Way To Plant Hatred Between The Starving Workers [of The Seam] And Those Who Can Generally Count On Supper And Thereby Ensure We Will Never Trust One Another.

Rue, Who When You Ask Her What She Loves Most In The World, Replies, Of All Things, “music.

I Merely Feel Emptyness. A Hollow Of Dead Brush Where Flowers Use To Bloom.

You Don't Destroy What You Want To Acquire In The Future.

I Start To Crack At Four Hundred To One.