It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
Joss Whedon, Zack Whedon, Maurissa Tancharoen, and Jed Whedon
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"You give my regards to St. Peter, or whoever has his job, but in Hell."
20 hours ago