Mr Mellark/Mrs Everdeen/Mr Everdeen.
“You don’t want to marry me, do you? I see the way you look at him. I’ve tried to turn a blind eye but…I can’t get in the way of your happiness like that. But you know, don’t you; if you marry him, your parents won’t speak to you again. You’ll have to live in the Seam. You’ll lose everything.”

How is it I can kill people and feel no regret, but disappointing Rita makes me feel like the scum of the earth?

Iwan: Probably a hard toss-up between these two [points at Joe and Lauren]. Difficult to tell. Very difficult. They’re literally just as bad as the other. [x]

penny-hartzs:

“Shut up. You keep talking but it doesn’t matter. He’s dead.”

Running down corridors
Through automatic doors
Got to get to you

beccaandthebox:

I think a lot of my life is made up of mundane tragic events.

I make a sound that is somewhere between a snort and a laugh. Then catch myself. It’s messing with my mind too much, trying to keep straight when we’re supposedly friends and when we’re not. At least when we get into the arena, I’ll know where we stand.

“Don’t. Don’t let’s pretend when there’s no one around.”

missavagardner:

You can’t fake this music. You might be a great singer or a great musician but, in the need, that’s got nothing to do with it. It’s how you connect to the songs and to the history behind them. 

Jamesetta Hawkins aka Etta James (January 25, 1938 – January 20, 2012)