I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few
blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not
knowing what’s gonna happen or, who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind
up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I
am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine
people. I figure life’s a gift and I don’t intend on wasting it. You
don’t know what hand you’re gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life
as it comes at you… to make each day count.
A woman’s heart is a deep ocean of secrets. But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me…in every way that a person can be saved. I don’t even have a picture of him. He exists now…only in my memory.
Fifteen hundred people went into the sea when Titanic sank from under us. There were twenty boats 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.