I was never interested in looking at that story of brave slaves who rebelled and escaped. I like those stories. I think there are many of those stories, both in film and in book. I’m fascinated by the extent to which people don’t run away. I think if you look around us, that is the remarkable fact - How much we accept what fate has given us. Sometimes it’s just passivity; sometimes it’s just simply perspective - We don’t have the perspective to think about running away. And ultimately I was looking for a metaphor for how we face mortality. We can’t escape from the fact that we only have a limited amount of time.
Kazuo Ishiguro, talking about his book Never Let Me Go
Somewhere inside me is a merciful, forgiving person. Somewhere there is a girl who tries to understand what people are going through, who accepts that people do evil things and that desperation leads them to darker places than they ever imagined. I swear she exists, and she hurts for the repentant boy I see in front of me. But if I saw her, I wouldn’t recognize her.