“We had to save you because you’re the mockingjay, Katniss,” says Plutarch. “While you live, the revolution lives.”
I hate them. But, of course I hate almost everybody now. Myself more than anyone.
I am not Katniss Everdeen
I am the Mockingjay
My advisers were concerned you would be difficult, but you’re not planning on being difficult, are you?
I honestly think that crying over a book is one of the most prominent sign of compassion for humanity. You’re crying over someone who isn’t really there, doesn’t really exist, but you still feel for them as if you have known them your entire life.