my eternal creys

You must save your strength for Robb, she told herself. He is the only one you can help. You must be as fierce and as hard as the north, Catelyn Tully. You must be a Stark for true now, like your son.

A Game of Thrones, George R.R. Martin

They play in the Meadow. The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes. The boy with the blond curls and gray eyes, struggling to keep up with her on his chubby toddler legs. It took five, ten, fifteen years for me to agree. But Peeta wanted them so badly. When I first felt her stirring inside of me, I was consumed with a terror that felt as old as life itself. Only the joy of holding her in my arms could tame it. Carrying him was a little easier, but not much. 

The questions are just beginning. The arenas have been completely destroyed, the memorials built, there are no more Hunger Games. But they teach about them at school, and the girl knows we played a role in them. The boy will know in a few years. How can I tell them about that world without frightening them to death?

[…]

My children, who don’t know they play on a graveyard.

Peeta says it will be okay. We have each other. And the book. We can make them understand in a way that will make them braver. But one day I’ll have to explain about my nightmares. Why they came. Why they won’t ever really go away.

I’ll tell them how I survive it. I’ll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I’m afraid it could be taken away. That’s when I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I’ve seen someone do. It’s like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years.

But there are much worse games to play.

It’s been amazing, this show has done so much for me. We have such loyal fans, it honestly warms my heart. [the interviewer starts to tear up, “Makes me cry!’] Thank you! It’s been really good, and especially this season I think, because it’s bittersweet, we’re coming to an end and we’re having a lot more fun. I feel like we’re trying to milk it for what it’s worth.
—  Yvonne Strahovski (source)
Every time we thought we were gone for good, at the end of each season I would cry like a baby on set. And it was always really awkward when we’d come back to work, it was like, “Hey Ry! Good to see you, man!” and I’d be like, “Oh God, I cried for nothing again. Here we are!” So, um, yeah. There’re just so many memories. I mean, most of my memories, though, aren’t of gags that happened or funny moments. It was just really spending time, uh, like you do with your family. And, um, we’ve become really close. We spend more time together than most people spend in college, you know. So we have a good bond that I feel like will translate to the rest of our careers and we will hopefully all get to work together in some capacity again.
—  Ryan McPartlin; on moments he’ll remember from the show (source)