Only you can allow yourself to be angry.

You know that saying about how you don't know what you have until it's gone-I already did know what I had, and now that she's gone, I know even more.

The simplest answer is to act.

I can't stop myself from reaching for the bottle that's under my seat. I've gone all night without a sip, but it's not about being addicted. It's about being told what to do my whole life and doing it and then losing everything anyway.

We are all made from star dust and we will all return to star dust, like a cosmic palindrome.

"You two would make a cute couple," she says as she passes by with a full dough tray in her arms. I don't know why she says it. We aren't doing anything but folding boxes with the other drivers and telling dirty jokes.But we would.We would make a cute couple.

Only you can allow yourself to be angry.