In soloing - as in other activities - it is far easier to start something than it is to finish it.

Ours is the commencement of a flying age, and I am happy to have popped into existence at a period so interesting.

The more one does and sees and feels, the more one is able to do, and the more genuine may be one's appreciation of fundamental things like home, and love, and understanding companionship.

The most difficult thing is the decision to act. The rest is merely tenacity. The fears are paper tigers. You can do anything you decide to do. You can act to change and control your life and the procedure. The process is its own reward.

Being alone is scary, but not as scary as feeling alone in a relationship.

Everyone has ocean's to fly, if they have the heart to do it. Is it reckless? Maybe. But what do dreams know of boundaries?

It is the woman who chooses the man who will choose her.