I guessed I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me. But it's hard to stay mad when it's so much beauty in a world... Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once and it's too much... My heart feels up like a baloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax and stop trying to hold on do it... And then it's flows throw me like rain. And I can't feel anything but gratitud for every single moment of my stupid little life. You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure... But don't worry..... You will someday.
Lester Burnham - "American beauty" (Alain Ball - screenwriter)