“When the wind stops, kite falls but bird flies; because bird did not borrow the wind when rising!”
“Along with rising and falling water, winter is the province of wind. When the sea-breath and mountain-roar bend the hemlocks of these hills, the birds hang on as best they can.”
“There are no birds in a formation to cut the wind, so when you fly on your own, the struggle is yours alone and you must be stronger than those in a flock. The wind blows hard. Fly.”
“No bird in a cage has ever come to know what the mountain winds feel like, by staring at the free flying birds, wishing that they would fall from the sky!”
“A kite flies against the wind, not with it.”
“Kites rise highest against the wind, not with it.”