I Don't Want To Cry.

Do I Really Want Him Dead? What I Want... What I Want Is To Have Him Back.

My Name Is Katniss Everdeen. I Am Seventeen Years Old. My Home Is District 12. I Was In The Hunger Games. I Escaped. The Capitol Hates Me.

Remember, Heads High. Smiles. They're Going To Love You!

Plutarch Rushes To Reassure Me. "oh, No, Katniss. Not Your Wedding. Finnick And Annie's. All You Need To Do Is Show Up And Pretend To Be Happy For Them." "that's One Of The Few Things I Won't Have To Pretend, Plutarch," I Tell Him.

It Takes Ten Times As Long To Put Yourself Back Together As It Does To Fall Apart.