“Spread your wings. Fly as far to know who you are.”

“I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you're going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.”

“Love can’t spread its wings and fly, because love is an ostrich. But it can sure run fast!”

“You can't fly if your wings are holding the baggage of yesterday. Let go. Fly.”

“Some girls need men to take them places. Others just click their heels, spread their own wings, and fly.”

“How can you fly? I mean you have wings. Feathers. Did you know you have wings?”