“l want to tell the rebels that I am alive. That I’m right here in District Eight, where the Capitol has just bombed a hospital full of unarmed men, women, and children. There will be no survivors.” The shock I’ve been feeling begins to give way to fury. “I want to tell people that if you think for one second the Capitol will treat us fairly if there’s a cease-fire, you’re deluding yourself. Because you know who they are and what they do.” My hands go out automatically, as if to indicate the whole horror around me. “This is what they do! And we must fight back!”
"We star-crossed lovers of District 12, who suffered so much and enjoyed so little"
“It’s just…Peeta. I’m afraid if we do win, the rebels will execute him as a traitor.”
Prim thinks this over. “Katniss, I don’t think you understand how important you are to the cause. Important people usually get what they want. If you want to keep Peeta safe from the rebels, you can.”
I think defining yourself as 100% anything is kind of near-sighted and close-minded.
THE GUY BEING A SPIDER IN THE BACK THOUGH
This is at least the third time I’ve reblogged this and I’m not sorry
I was afraid that Katniss would overwhelm any other character I'd try to do. But I love Katniss, and she didn't take over as much of my life as I thought she would.