“Why? Why do humans always look to the sky? Why do you try so hard to fly when you don't have any wings? We'll run on our own legs.”

“Pretentious.""So? I love pretentious people!""Why?""They try so hard to be interesting, you don't have to do any work.”

“Ok then do you have any further questions before you head back, like the meaning of life, why the sky is blue, and so on?”“Sure. Why on Earth did you give my sis a set of wings?”

“Our wings serve as flippers that carry us across the ocean; not in the sky!Why, us penguins have so much fun time in the water, we don't even want to fly!”

“I think human beings must have faith or must look for faith, otherwise our life is empty, empty. To live and not to know why the cranes fly, why children are born, why there are stars in the sky. You must know why you are alive, or else everything is nonsense, just blowing in the wind.”

“Why do you need to gallop while you fly?""Why do humans have to sway their arms while they walk? I dunno boss, but it just feels right.”