I don't know how to stop Anxiety. Maybe we can't. Maybe this is what happens when you grow up. You feel less joy.Sadness... Mom and Dad... the team. They came to help... because of SadnessOnce your brother's gone, he's gone... and he is never coming back. And you will miss taking care of himHave so much fun & you know good stupid, not stupid stupid.I want to go out. You and me, together, into the world.But more than that Bella, we must experience everything. Not just the good, but degradation, horror, sadness. This makes us whole Bella, makes us people of substance. Not flighty, untouched children. Then we can know the world. And when we know the world, the world is ours.
Maybe the happy ending is... just... moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.You see, history is not simply the study of the past. It is an explanation of the presentEvery good thing in this world, started with a dream. So you hold on to yours.You dream in a language I can't understand. It's like there's this whole place inside you I can't go.Jack gave me the perfect gift: a stamp in my passport. He took me to Florence for our honeymoon. I guess you might say he gave me the world. Peter once asked me when it was that I fell in love with Jack. And I told him, "It was while you were sleeping."You know, it's-- it's important to have goals, but don't let pursuing those goals
become your entire life. Work hard but also have fun. Laugh, dance, fill up a car with Flamin' Hot Cheetos. 
