Everything dies, maybe the saddest death of all is the death of the dream. For 18 years, I've had one dream-Broadway, stardom. It was like wings that kept me hovering above the fray. But I flew too close to the sun and now they're gone. And I'm just Rachel Barbra Berry of Lima Ohio, a flightless bird. A penguin. Do I look different? I feel different. In some ways, it's a relief, to be part of the crowd. My dreams are smaller now, maybe even more real. I'm surprisingly OK with it all. That dream was just a favorite old sweater that I kept around even though it didn't fit anymore. I can grieve it and move on. So I'm not going to get  everything I thought I ever wanted. Doesn't make me a loser.

-----《GLEE》S03 E19 after Rachel failed the Broadway audition