We thought humble and proud at the same time, all at once in love again with this painful bittersweet lovely thing called flight..

If we agree that the world is not what it seems, then we have an important question: What shall we do about it?.

Don't be dismayed by good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for thos….

Care about understanding and before you know it, in just a few decades, you'll have a system of thinking that gives you answers whenever you ask..

Humanity is not a gift of nature, it is a spiritual achievement to be earned..

That she won the game startled me cold. The way she won, the pattern of her thought on the chessboard, charmed me warm again and then some..

Of course there’s destiny, but destiny doesn’t push you where you don’t want to go. You’re the ones who choose. Destiny is up to you..

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 i….

Civilization... wrecks the planet from seafloor to stratosphere..

The only thing that matters, at the end of a stay on earth, is how well did we love, what was the quality of our love?.

Listen to what you know instead of what you fear..

Get this in mind early: We never grow up..

Why fly? Simple. I'm not happy unless there's some room between me and the ground..

In the highest sense, we are all creatures of light. And I have a very difficult time talking with people who are cynical about the world. "The world….

Never stop feeling and seeing and being excited with great things like air and engines and sounds of sunlight within you..

I'm utterly convinced of the One-ness of Love and us as its perfect reflection. I am absolutely convinced that the world around us is a world of appe….

My way of writing a book is completely disorganized - to hurl myself at the problem, over and over..

Fear not, nor be dismayed at the appearance that is darkness, at the disguise that is evil, at the empty cloak that is death, for you have picked the….

Next to ‘God’, ‘love’ is the word most mangled in every language..

Here's how the people live here, in big house-shaped boxes to keep off 'rain' and 'snow,' holes cut in the sides so they can see out. They move aroun….

Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift, that's why we call it the present. If I am not for myself, who will be for me? And if I….