Michael Creese, Clownfish (2013), oil on canvas.
I found Nemo
What a cutie pie.
Fifteen hundred people went into the sea when Titanic sank from under us. There were twenty lifeboats floating nearby, and only one came back. One. Six were saved from the water, myself included. Six, out of fifteen hundred. Afterward, the seven hundred people in the boats had nothing to do but wait. Wait to die. Wait to live. Wait for an absolution, that would never come.
I am pretty sure both me and my sister have this entire line memorized… Scratch that… Probably the whole movie.