Everything Of This Life As A Mortal

Why Fly? Simple. I'm Not Happy Unless There's Some Room Between Me And The Ground.

What The Caterpillar Calls The End Of The World The Master Calls A Butterfly.

Character Comes From Following Our Highest Sense Of Right, From Trusting Ideas Without Being Sure They’ll Work.

Like Everything Else, Fletcher. Practice.

A Cloud Does Not Know Why It Moves In Just Such A Direction And At Such A Speed, It Feels An Impulsion... This Is The Place To Go Now. But The Sky Knows The Reasons And The Patterns Behind All Clouds, And You Will Know, Too, When You Lift Yourself High Enough To See Beyond Horizons.