“I’m a patriotic pilot. I know how to fly a flag. Of course I don’t fly anything anymore, not after my boating accident.”

“But sometimes, a boat needs to rock; a boat needs to head straight for the heart of a storm and come out on the other side, weather beaten but with flags flying.”

“I don’t judge others. I say if you feel good with what you’re doing, let your freak flag fly.”

“I’m flying!”Of course, I’m not flying so much as coasting over the treetops like a hand glider or a freakishly large flying squirrel.”

“It was time to let my freak flag fly.”

“No, I’m not an American. I’m one of 22 million black people who are the victims of Americanism. One of the … victims of democracy, nothing but disguised hypocrisy. So I’m not standing here speaking to you as an American, or a patriot, or a flag-saluter, or a flag-waver – no, not I! I’m speaking as a victim of this American system. I don’t see any American dream; I see an American nightmare!”