“It sends out a very clear message: "Mess with us and we'll do something worse than kill you. We'll kill your children.”

“Enobaria smiles at Johanna. 'Don't look so smug,' says Johanna. 'We'll kill you anyway.”

“We're gonna kill you. Just like we did your pathetic little ally... what was her name? Rue? Well first Rue, then, you, and I think we'll just let nature take care of Lover Boy. How's that sound?”

“And we must fight back! President Snow says he's sending us a message? Well, I have one for him. You can torture us and bomb us and burn our districts to the ground, but do you see that? Fire is catching! And if we burn, you burn with us!”

“Fine, than I will not have to blame you for killing my friends with your stupidity. -Haymitch”

“Oh, well, I think. There will be twenty-four of us. Odds are someone else will kill him before I do. Of course, the odds have not been very dependable of late.”

“If it's true, why do they leave us to live like this? With the hunger and the killings and the Games?" And suddenly I hate this imaginary underground city of District 13 and those who sit by, watching us die. They're no better than the Capitol.”