Teddy told me that in Greek, nostalgia literally means ‘the pain from an old wound’. It’s a twinge in your heart, far more powerful than memory alone.
This device isn’t a spaceship, it’s a time machine. It goes backwards and forwards. It takes us to a place where we ache to go again.
It’s not called the wheel, it’s called the carousel. It lets us travel the way a child travels. Round and around, and back home again…
To a place where we know we were loved.
The Last Unicorn
Two things define you. Your patience when you have nothing, and your attitude when you have everything.
Sacrifice what you are, for what you will become.