We thought humble and proud at the same time, all at once in love again with this painful bittersweet lovely thing called flight.
Richard BachYou are always free to change your mind and choose a different future, or a different past.
Richard BachA 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 Bach