Quotation Explorer - 'Scott Nicholson'

Then on your tombstone, where you only get a little bit of space to sum up your life, some wax-faced creep chisels a set of meaningless numbers instead of poetry or a secret love or the name of your favorite candy. In the end, all you get is a few words. - Scott Nicholson
The rain fell like dead bullets. - Scott Nicholson
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