The conversation between Fletcher and Jonathan Livingston Seagull is centered on why some have achieved more than others . . . are they divine . . . ahead of their times . . . Fletcher says, Well, this kind of flying has always been here to be learned by anybody who wanted to discover it; that's got nothing to do with time. We're ahead of the fashion, maybe. Ahead of the way most gulls fly. Poor Fletch. Don't you believe what your eyes are telling you? All they show is limitations. Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you'll see the way to fly.

Live enough of what you've always dreamed of doing, and there's no room left for feeling bad.

Reality lies far beyond space and time, and I need to know why.

Of course I'm a fake. We're all fakes on this whole world, pretending to be something we're not. We are not just bodies walking around, not just atoms, molecules. We are unkillable, undestroyable ideas of the IS, no matter how much we believe otherwise.

That’s why love stories don’t have endings! They don’t have endings because love doesn’t end.

How easy it is to be compassionate when it's yourself you see in trouble.

I have a way of finding what is true for me, and it’s not finished yet.