“After all these years, I feel so free. Who knows where I might fly?”

“You hear all this whining going on, "Where are our great writers?" The thing I might feel doleful about is: Where are the readers?”

“I don't feel stupid, just inadequate. After three years of studying the law, I'm very much aware of how little I know.”

“Every time I try
To fly, I fall.
Without my wings,
I feel so small.”

“All I do know, for certain, after 53 years in this business, is that writers who sincerely think that their language can represent reality ought to be plumbers.”

“Were I a cloud I'd gather
My skirts up in the air,
And fly I well know whither,
And rest I well know where.”

“I know
the odds are all against me
and I know
you might not feel this way too
but I know
I would rather die trying
to know
if I could mean something to you”

“The problem is, after a week of intense googling, we’ve started to burn out on knowing the answer to everything. God must feel that way all the time. I think people in the year 2020 are going to be nostalgic for the sensation of feeling clueless.”

“i am the wind. one day, i will fly free”

“One, two, three like a bird I sing, 'cause you given me the most beautiful set of wings.
I'm so glad you're here today, 'cause tomorrow I might have to go and fly away. Fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away.”