Jennifer Lawrence at the Vanity Fair Oscar Party
"I’m totally in love with Jennifer Lawrence. She’s a prodigy. She’s 22, it’s insane." —Marion Cotillard
Hungry fingers devour me, wanting to feel my flesh. As a stricken man clutches my face between his hands, I send a silent thank-you to Dalton for suggesting I wash off the makeup. How ridiculous, how perverse I would feel presenting that painted Capitol mask to these people.
The damage, the fatigue, the imperfections. That’s how they recognize me, why I belong to them.
Don’t trust her, Delly. I did and she tried to kill me! She killed my friends. My family. Don’t even go near her! She’s a mutt!
Slowly I raise my eyes and take in the water spreading out in every direction. I can only form one clear thought. This is no place for a girl on fire.
You’ll be the queen & I’ll be your clown.
Show me the way, Lord
but people don’t need wings to survive, mockingjays do.
Effie Trinket has a certain determination I have to admire.
Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind
You can’t carry it with you
if you want to survive
Do I really want him dead? What I want … what I want is to have him back.