Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I used to write things for friends. There was this girl I had a crush on, and she had a teacher she didnt like at school. I had a real crush on her, so almost every day I would write her a little short story where she would kill him in a different way. – Stephen Colbert
