I AM! YOU ARE! AND LOVE: IS ALL: THAT MATTERS!

Without my airplane I am an ordinary man, and a useless one - a trainer without a horse, a sculptor without marble, a priest without a god. Without an airplane I am a lonely consumer of hamburgers.

Nobody comes to Earth to dodge problems. We come here to take 'em on.

It was morning, and the new sun sparkled gold across the ripples of a gentle sea.

It must happen to us all…We pack up what we’ve learned so far and leave the familiar behind. No fun, that shearing separation, but somewhere within, we must dimly know that saying goodbye to safety brings the only security we’ll ever know.

If our body is a perfect expression of our thought about body, and if our thought about body is that it’s condition has everything to do with inner image and nothing to do with time, then we don’t have to be impatient for being too young or frightened of being too old.

Like everything else, Fletcher. Practice.