“His livid face is a bewildered false green. I notice it, between the chest's hard air, with the fraternity of knowing I will also be so.”

“I turned and bumped my head against his chest a few times. It was the nearest hard surface.”

“His face was blue, on his fingers
Flecks of green. 'This is my father',
I thought.”

“I know it seems hard sometimes but remember one thing. Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that. So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out, keep ya head up…. and handle it.”

“I was not a hypocrite, with one real face and several false ones. I had several faces because I was young and didn't know who I was or wanted to be.”

“Katniss?" Peeta says. I meet his eyes, knowing my face must be some shade of green. He mouths the words. "How about that kiss?”

“You have a hollowed out heart, but it's heavy in your chest
I try so hard to fight it, but it's hopeless
You're hopeless.”

“Sebastian lay a few feet away from her, on his back. There was a great blackened hole across the front of his chest. He turned his head toward her, his face taut and white with pain, and her heart contracted.
His eyes were green.”

“I stood face to face with the moon and the ocean and the future that spread out with all its bewildering immensity before me.”

“There are no hard distinctions between what is real and what is unreal, nor between what is true and what is false. A thing is not necessarily either true or false; it can be both true and false.”