If you will practice being fictional for a while, you will understand that fictional characters are sometimes more real than people with bodies and heartbeats.
Everything in this book may be wrong.
Every person, all the events of your life, are there because you have drawn them there. What you choose to do with them is up to you.
Don't be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.
Argue for your limitations, and sure enough, they're yours.
A cloud does not know why it moves in just such a direction and at such a speed, it feels an impulsion... this is the place to go now. But the sky knows the reason and the patterns behind all clouds, and you will know, too, when you lift yourself high enough to see beyond horizons.
"The only true law is that which leads to freedom," Jonathan said. "There is no other."
You will begin to touch heaven, Jonathan, in the moment that you touch perfect speed. And that isn't flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn't have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.
The gulls who scorn perfection for the sake of travel go nowhere, slowly. Those who put aside travel for the sake of perfection go anywhere, instantly.
But the speed was power, and the speed was joy, and the speed was pure beauty.
Dont believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding.
Jonathan Seagull discovered that boredom and fear and anger are the reasons that a gulls life is so short, and with these gone from his thoughts, he lived a long fine life indeed.
We can lift ourselves out of ignorance, we can find ourselves as creatures of excellence and intelligence and skill.
Most gulls dont bother to learn more than the simplest facts of flight how to get from shore to food and back again.
For most gulls, it is not flying that matters, but eating. For this gull, though, it was not eating that mattered, but flight.