“The first time I flew, it was being alive. Nothing was pressing under me. I was living in the fullness of air; air all around me, no holding place to break the air spaces. It's worth everything to be alone in the air, alive.”

“Ah, good conversation — there's nothing like it, is there? The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing.”

“The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing.”

“Movement is most of what a bird is. When they're dead, they're only feathers and air.”

“It occurs to me one evening as I'm feeding the birds that all I did was put two birds in the aviary, some food and water and nothing else and now there are six of them. I know this is perfectly natural, it's one of the things life is all about, but to have it happen in my bedroom, under my own eyes, is magic.”

“So close to the powers of evil she must have lived that she still breathed more freely in their air.”

“Music to me is the air I breathe it's the blood that pumps through my veins that keeps me alive”