“I did know Rue. She wasn’t just my ally, she was my friend. I see her in the flowers that grow in the meadow by my house, I hear her in mockinjays’ song, I see her in my sister, Prim. She was too young, too gentle…and I couldn’t save her. I’m sorry.”
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"ARE WE REALLY HITTING ON EACH OTHER RIGHT NOW OR ARE WE KIDDING?!!" The Musical.
"Well, if you put enough pressure on coal it turns to pearls."