When you’re doing a film called ‘Interstellar,’ at some point – the idea was to be grounded in the science as much as possible – but with a name like ‘Interstellar,’ you had better go somewhere big and bold.
Believing the lie that time will heal all wounds is just a nice way of saying that time deadens us.
You’re different. You’re more perfect. Time is three things for most people, but for you, for us, just one. A singularity. One moment. This moment. Like you’re the center of the clock, the axis on which the hands turn. Time moves about you but never moves you. It has lost its ability to affect you. What is it they say? That time is theft? But not for you. Close your eyes and you can start all over again. Conjure up that necessary emotion, fresh as roses.