Listen to what you know instead of what you fear.

When you're flying, an airplane doesn't care who you are; it doesn't care how much money you make or don't make. All it cares about is: How well do you fly? How well do you know the airplane? How well do you know the sky?

Look in the mirror and one thing is sure: what we see is not who we are.

Every step in every proud life is a run from safety to the dark, and the only thing to trust is what we think is true.

You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way".

You will begin to touch heaven, Jonathan, in the moment that you touch perfect speed. And that isn’t flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.

Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?