The stars seemed near enough to touch and never before have I seen so many. I always believed the lure of flying is the lure of beauty, but I was sure of it that night.

This is the real secret of life -- to be completely engaged with what you are doing in the here and now. And instead of calling it work, realize it is play.

There is something about the way that you are. It’s what you were meant to be.

The moment I gave up the external search, I found the God within.

“Everything has beauty, but not everyone can see.”

Oscar Wilde

No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible