My father told me we was all born of blood and tribulation. And so then, too, was our great city. But for those of us what lived and died in them furious days, it was like everything we knew was mightily swept away. And no matter what they did to build the city up again… for the rest of time… it would be like no one even knew we was ever here.
“He is a great kisser. There’s a scene that’s been cut out of Titanic where we’re running through the ship’s boiler room and we have this big kiss. It was eight o’clock in the morning and neither of us felt like doing it.We found ourselves doing the scene and we were at it and there was this look that passed between us for a second that sort of said: “Um, not bad for eight o’clock in the morning when you feel you’re about to die from overtiredness.” — Kate
“It wasn’t just one thing. It was everything. It was them, it was their whole world. And I was trapped in it, like an insect in amber. I just had to get away… just run and run and run… and then I was at the back rail and there was no more ship… even the Titanic wasn’t big enough. Not enough to get away from them. And before I’d really though about it, I was over the rail. I was so furious. I’ll show them. They’ll be sorry!”