There's no end to the absurd things people will do trying to make life mean something.

There's no end to the absurd things people will do trying to make life mean something.

Not many people are interested in what somebody else is thinking, or what they have to say. The best you can hope for is they'll listen to you just so you'll have to listen to them.

People can't fly because they don't believe they can. If nobody ever showed people they could swim, everybody'd drown if they were dropped into the water.

Movement is most of what a bird is. When they're dead, they're only feathers and air.

The first time I flew, it was being alive. Nothing was pressing under me. I was living in the fullness of air; air all around me, no holding place to break the air spaces. It's worth everything to be alone in the air, alive.

What we all tend to complain about most in other people are those things we don't like about ourselves.