I take the paraglider to the mountain or I roll Daisy out of her hangar and I pick the prettiest part of the sky and I melt into the wing and then into the air, till I’m just soul on a sunbeam.
In the path of our happiness shall we find the learning for which we have chosen this lifetime.
Why fly? Simple. I’m not happy unless there’s some room between me and the ground.
The highest art form of all is a human being in control of himself and his airplane in flight, urging the spirit of a machine to match his own.
For pilots sometimes see behind the curtain, behind the veil of gossamer velvet, and find the truth behind man, the force behind a universe.
Judge not by the form of the messenger, but the form of the message.
We thought humble and proud at the same time, all at once in love again with this painful bittersweet lovely thing called flight.
Flying prevails whenever a man and his airplane are put to a test of maximum performance.
Fly free and happy beyond birthdays and across forever, and we’ll meet now and then when we wish, in the midst of the one celebration that never can end.
If we agree that the world is not what it seems, then we have an important question: What shall we do about it?
I do everything myself, from engine start to engine shutdown. In a war, I will face alone the missiles and the flak and the small-arms fire over the front lines. If I die, I will die alone.
A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks.
I have always wanted an adventurous life. It took a long time to realize that I was the only one who could make an adventurous life happen to me.
Every real teacher is myself in disguise.
There is something that is transcendental about when we are immersed in that which we most love.
Thought plus belief equals manifestation.
He who argues for his limitations gets to keep them.
If perfection is stagnation, then Heaven is a swamp.
The creative, loving-something life is also the healthy one. There is healing and protection in doing what makes you happy.
Grief is no more necessary when we understand death than fear is necessary when we understand flying.