The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves.
For most gulls it was not flying that matters, but eating. For this gull, though, it was not eating that mattered, but flight.
Fail at love, and the other tests don't matter.
You've given up your whole life to be the person you are now. Is it worth it?
The highest art form of all is a human being in control of himself and his airplane in flight, urging the spirit of a machine to match his own.
As long as we believe in sequential time, we see becoming instead of being. Beyond time, we are all one.