Quotes About Manipulation

I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good.

However much President Snow may hate me, this Capitol audience is mine.

The real sports of the Hunger Games is watching the tributes kill one another

People were easy to manipulate when it came to their children. So pleased to see them pleased.

she had said it approvingly, as a compliment. Or, was she mocking him? He remembered she carried snakes in her pocket and the usual rules didn't apply to her.

If history teaches you anything, it's how to make the unwilling comply.

He hastily calls Finnick and Haymitch over and they have a brief but intense conversation that I can see Haymitch isn't happy with. Plutarch seems to win – Finnick's pale but nodding his head by the end of it. As Finnick moves to take my seat before the camera, Haymitch tells him, "You don't have to do this." "Yes, I do. If it will help her.

So this is how a war starts.... Not with two armies facing off, waiting for the signal to charge.... It begins much more quietly. In a room, on a field, in a remote tunnel when someone who has power decides the time has come.

But, even if there aren't, there's no Capital. And that's the main thing for me, isn't it? Not this district or that. Not student or Peacekeeper. It's living in a place where they can't control my life.

Beetee's glad we find the plan hard to follow, because then our enemies will, too. Like your electricity trap in the arena? I ask. Exactly. And see how well that worked out? says Beetee. Well...not really, I think.

Pueden engordarme, pueden arreglarme de pies a cabeza, vestirme y ponerme de nuevo guapa; pueden diseñar nuevas armas de ensueño que cobren vida en mis manos, pero nunca jamás me volverán a lavar el cerebro para que necesite usarlas. Ya no siento lealtad hacia esos monstruos llamados seres humanos, a pesar de ser uno de ellos.

And now Coin, with her fistful of precious nukes and her well-oiled machine of a district, finding it's even harder to groom a Mockingjay than to catch one.

That he knows the audience will be wondering why he hasn't used the most persuasive argument in his arsenal. That sponsors must be manipulated.

President Snow used to . . . sell me . . . my body, that is," Finnick begins in a flat, removed tone. "I wasn't the only one. If a victor is considered desirable, the president gives them as a reward or allows people to buy them for an exorbitant amount of money. If you refuse, he kills someone you love. So you do it.

Panem et Circenses

It's to the Capitol's advantage to have us divided among ourselves,

Another force to contend with. Another power player who has decided to use me as a piece in her games,

It was a lie but people believed it, while no one seemed to believe the truth. Whatever that was.

Why? The ease with which he manipulates words is his greatest talent. Was his difficulty a result of his torture? Something more? Like madness?

Katniss, I don't think President Snow will kill Peeta," she says. Of course, she says this; it's what she thinks will calm me. But her next words come as a surprise. "If he does, he won't have anyone left you want. He won't have any way to hurt you.

Finnick is trying to console me about Peeta. "They'll figure out he doesn't know anything pretty fast. And they won't kill him if they think they can use him against you.

It's better for him than Johanna. They'll figure out he doesn't know anything pretty fast. And they won't kill him if they think they can use him against you,

Like bait?" I say to the ceiling. "Like how they'll use Annie for bait, Finnick?" I can hear him weeping but I don't care.

We are completely at the mercy of a decrepit tiger-woman with what I can only hope is an all-consuming passion for Snow's death. "I