If I were to command a general to turn into a seagull, and if the general did not obey, that would not be the general's fault. It would be mine.

We are prudent people. We are afraid to let go of our petty reality in order to grasp at a great shadow.

A goal without a pan is just a wish.

I fly because it releases my mind from the tyranny of petty things.

Vain is the hope of finding pleasure in that which one has hitherto disdained; as when the warrior hopes to find pleasure in the joys of the sedentaries.

The meaning of things lies not in the things themselves, but in our attitude towards them in particular caused by what we compare it to: something worse and we feel grateful for what we have; something better and we feel somehow let down.

You're beautiful, but you're empty.... No one could die for you.