Jonathan sighed. The price of being misunderstood, he thought. They call you devil or they call you god.
Richard BachThereโs no disaster that canโt become a blessing, and no blessing that canโt become a disaster.
Richard BachYou will begin to touch heaven, Jonathan, in the moment that you touch perfect speed. And that isnโt flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesnโt have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.
Richard Bach