The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning.

Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.

We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.

I think the human race doesn't have a future if it doesn't go into space.

I like doing everything fully, getting the most out of everything one does.

Everyone has oceans to fly, if they have the heart to do it. Is it reckless? Maybe. But what do dreams know of boundaries?

We all do better when we work together.