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“Lucy Gray's fate was a mystery, then, just like the little girl who shared her name in that maddening song. Was she alive, dead, a ghost who haunted the wilderness? Perhaps no one would ever really know. No matter — snow had been the ruination of them both. Poor Lucy Gray. Poor ghost girl singing away with her birds.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

“Lucy Gray was not only alive, she was in 12, and he would reunite with her next weekend. His girl. His love. His Lucy Gray. They had survived the dean, the doctor, and the Games somehow. After all the weeks of fear and yearning and uncertainty, he would wrap her in his arms and never let her go. Wasn't that why he had come to 12?”
― Suzanne Collins, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

“Coriolanus couldn't take his eyes off Lucy Gray's face, lit up like he'd never seen before. That's her when she's happy, he thought. She's beautiful! Beautiful in a way anyone could see, not just him. That could be a problem. Jealously pricked his heart. But no. She was his girl, wasn't she?”
― Suzanne Collins, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

“I told them, ‘If you don’t know how to live on anymore, then live for me! If you don’t know the meaning of your life, then make me that meaning and use me as your reason to live.”
― Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù, Heaven Official's Blessing