Anything we need to know, we can learn it from a book.

For pilots sometimes see behind the curtain, behind the veil of gossamer velvet, and find the truth behind man, the force behind a universe.

It's like a pulsar inside me. There is this great burst of energy, forcing me to write, and then the star goes quiet for a time, and I think it's gone, but it's gathering energy for another burst. And I seem to be almost unwilling participants in this.

What matters is how I use what I know, every minute of every day; how I use it to remember, in the midst of the game.

A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks.

I take the paraglider to the mountain or I roll Daisy out of her hangar and I pick the prettiest part of the sky and I melt into the wing and then into the air, till I'm just soul on a sunbeam.

Life does not listen to your logic; it goes on its own way, undisturbed. You have to listen to life.