Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward. For there you have been, and there you will always long to return

As long as you can look fearlessly at the sky, you'll know that you're pure within and will find happiness once more.

If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.

That's how you'll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.

You can feel the stars and the infinity of the sky. Since life, in spite of everything, is like a fairytale.

up above the world you fly, like a tea tray in the sky...

My soul is in the sky.

Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.

When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky

...when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too will end, that peace and tranquility will return once more.

Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it's worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person's face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing. Stand up and face the east. Now praise the sky and praise the light within each person under the sky. It's okay to be unsure. But praise, praise, praise.

You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.

It agitates me that the skyline there is forever our limit, I long for the power of unlimited vision...If I could behold all I imagine.

You are the sky. Everything else — it’s just the weather.