A moment later Jonathan's body wavered in the air, shimmering, and began to go transparent. "Don't let them spread silly rumors about me, or make me a god. O.K., Fletch? I'm a seagull. I like to fly, maybe...
Richard BachWhat a delighted fascination it is, to stand aside and watch our dearest friend perform on stage without us.
Richard BachJonathan is that brilliant little fire that burns within us all, that lives only for those moments when we reach perfection.
Richard BachLife does not listen to your logic; it goes on its own way, undisturbed. You have to listen to life.
Richard Bach