An' though the course may change sometimes
Rivers always reach the sea
Blind stars of fortune, each have several rays
On the wings of maybe, down in birds of prey
Kind of makes me feel sometimes, didn't have to grow
But as the eagle leaves the nest, it's got so far to go
Changes fill my time, baby, that's alright with me
In the midst I think of you, and how it used to be
(Zeppelin)
“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.”
(...)
"If our friendship depends on things like space and time, then when
we finally overcome space and time, we’ve destroyed our own
brotherhood! But overcome space, and all we have left is
Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now. And in the
middle of Here and Now, don’t you think that we might see
each other once or twice?”
(Jonathan Livingston Seagull)
