Lilith: Oh, but your heart grows cold. A north wind blows and carries down the distant. . . Rose? The Doctor: Oooh, big mistake! Because that name keeps me fighting!
I'm interested in memory because it's a filter through which we see our lives, and because it's foggy and obscure, the opportunities for self-deception are there. In the end, as a writer, I'm more interested in what people tell themselves happened rather than what actually happened.