No American can understand the need for time -- that is, simply space to breathe. If you have ten minutes to spare you should jam that full instead of leaving it -- as space around your next ten minutes. How can anything ripen without those 'empty' ten minutes?

Flying was a very tangible freedom. In those days, it was beauty, adventure, discovery - the epitome of breaking into new worlds.

I find there is a quality to being alone that is incredibly precious. Life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid, fuller than before.

I feel we are all islands - in a common sea.

there is no sin punished more implacably by nature than the sin of resistance to change.

Why is it that you can sometimes feel the reality of people more keenly through a letter than face to face?

God may want you to be the answer to your own prayer.