Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that reflection.” 

“Really, the combination of the scabs and the ointment looks hideous. I can't help enjoying his distress.
"Poor Finnick. Is this the first time in your life you haven't looked pretty?" I say.
"It must be. The sensation's completely new. How have you managed it all these years?" he asks.
"Just avoid mirrors. You'll forget about it," I say.
"Not if I keep looking at you," he says.”
“I want to own something that really reflects me as a person. Something like a mirror.”
The mirror is the worst judge of true beauty”