Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.

Accept yourself, love yourself, and keep moving forward. If you want to fly, you have to give up what weighs you down.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

You might as well make yourself fly as to make yourself love.

All you need is love.

All you need is love.

Love is the only engine of survival

[Short Talk on the Sensation of Airplane Takeoff] Well you know I wonder, it could be love running toward my life with its arms up yelling <i>let’s buy it what a bargain!</i>

It was a love of perpetual flight.

When love flies it is remembered not as love but as something else.

For making a good voyage a pilot and wind are necessary: and for happiness, reason and art.

Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

Love doesn't make the world go round, Love is what makes the ride worthwhile!

You find what you love and you learn everything about it. You bet your life on what you know and run from safety, off your mountain into the air, trusting the Principle of Flight to bring you soaring up on lift you cannot see with your eyes.