And like no other sculpture in the history of art, the dead engine and dead airframe come to life at the touch of a human hand, and join their life with the pilot's own.

We [Americans] are game-playing, fun-loving creatures; we are the otters of the universe.

When you dream, all the scenery, characters, events, perils, and outcomes are built from your own consciousness, the darks and oppressions as well as the delights. Same with the world awake, though it takes you longer to build it.

To fly as fast as thought, to anywhere that is, you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived.

The space for what you want is already filled with what you settled for instead.

In the highest sense, we are all creatures of light. And I have a very difficult time talking with people who are cynical about the world. "The world is no damn good, and we're all animals," and that kind of thing. Well, I'm an animal.

Any powerful idea is absolutely fascinating and absolutely useless until we choose to use it.