Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, “Music. - Suzanne Collins

So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.

Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don’t think of District 12 as a place that cares about me. But a shift has occurred since I stepped up to take Prim's place, and now it seems I have become someone precious. At first one, then another, then almost every member of the crowd touches the three middle fingers of their left hand to their lips and holds it out to me. It is an old and rarely used gesture of our district, occasionally seen at funerals. It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.

You know, where I come from, we don't think much of someone who sneaks up and stabs a person in their sleep.