"for the first time, I have a plan. A plan that isn’t motivated by the need for flight and evasion. An offensive plan.” The Hunger games pg. 207
'We had to save you because you’re the mockingjay, Katniss. While you live, the revolution lives.’
“You’re still trying to protect me. Real or not real,” he whispers.
“Real,” I answer. “Because that’s what you and I do, protect each other.”
The bird, the pin, the song, the berries, the watch, the cracker, the dress that burst into flames. I am the mockingjay. The one that survived despite the Capitol’s plans. The symbol of the rebellion.
Are we star crossed lovers, did I really want you gone
If I’m really a winner, where do these demons come from
Let them go, I tell myself.Say goodbye and forget them. I do my best, thinking of them one by one, releasing them like birds from the protective cages inside me, locking the doors against their return. —Catching Fire