“Strong beliefs win strong men, and then make them stronger.”

The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life.

The simplest things are often the truest.

There’s a spirit in anything, I think, into which we weave our soul. Not many pilots talk about it, but they think about it in the quiet dark of a night flight.

To bring anything into your life, imagine that it’s already there.

Allow the world to live as it chooses, and allow yourself to live as you choose.

Here is the test to find whether your mission on Earth is finished: if you’re alive, it isn’t.

Rarely do members of the same family grow up under the same roof.

I’ve owned 41 airplanes. A few of them would talk with me. This little seaplane, though, we’ve had long conversations in flight.

Live never to be ashamed if anything you say or do is published around the world, even if what is said is not true.

A professional writer is an amateur who didn’t quit.

You are always free to change your mind and choose a different future, or a different past.

Just as musicians feel about scores and melodies, dancers about the steps and flow of music, so we’re one with the principle of flight, the magic of being aloft in the wind!

Not being known doesn’t stop the truth from being true.

In order to live free and happily you must sacrifice boredom. It is not always an easy sacrifice.

Aerodynamics is mathematics for those who haven’t learned to do calculus. In my case, too, for one who hasn’t learned to add or multiply, at least the first time.

There are no mistakes. The events we bring upon ourselves, no matter how unpleasant, are necessary in order to learn what we need to learn.

This habit of reading, I make bold to tell you, is your pass to the greatest, the purest, and the most perfect pleasure that God has prepared for His creatures.

Nature in her whole drama never drew such a part; she has sometimes made a fool, but a coxcomb is always of a man’s own making.

A feeling of violation swayed inside me, making me feel as if id been shoved off a high platform without warning. I was falling, and i feared the sensation far more than hitting bottom. There was no end; just a constantsense of gravity having its way with me.

And you’d sure better not be doing it because it’s a way to make a living, ’cause that ain’t always going to be easy. You got to believe it, believe in the music. You got to mean it.

Once in a while, there’s stuff that makes me say, That’s what theatre’s about. It has to be a human event on the stage, and that doesn’t happen very often.

I need an endorphin boost. And making out in an abandoned barn with me will give you one? No, it will probably put me in an endorphin coma, and im more than happy to test the theory.

To make headway, improve your head.

If you wish to succeed in life, make perseverance your bosom friend, experience your wise counselor, caution your elder brother, and hope your guardian genius.