Richard Bach Quotes on Time (5 Quotes)

Jonathan Livingston Seagull is speaking to his young fledgling son who is learning to fly You will begin to touch heaven ... in the moment that you touch perfect speed. And that isnt flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesnt have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.... To fly as fast as thought, to anywhere that is, you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived.... The trick is to stop seeing yourself as trapped inside a limited body that has a forty-two-inch wingspan and performance that could be plotted on a chart. The trick is to know that your true nature lives, as perfect as an unwritten number, everywhere at once across space and time.

What if somebody came along who could teach me how my world works and how to control it What if I could meet a super-advanced ... what if a Siddhartha or a Jesus came into our time, with power over the illusions of the world because he knew the reality behind them And what if I could meet him in person, if he were flying a biplane, for instance, and landed in the same meadow with me.

What are we trying to practice every day If our friendship depends onthings like space and time, then when we finally overcome space and time,we've destroyed our own brotherhood But overcome space, and all we haveleft is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now. And in themiddle of Here and Now, don't you think that we might see each other onceor twice

'Do you know what I learned from you I learned what is possible, and now I must hold out for what I thought we had. I want to be very close to someone I respect and admire and have somebody who feels the same way about me. That or nothing. I realized that what I'm looking for is not what you're looking for. You don't want what I want.' 'What do you think I want' I asked. 'Exactly what you have. Many women you know a little and don't care very much about. Superficial flirtations, mutual use, no chance of love. That's my idea of hell. Hell is a place, a time, a consciousness, Richard, in which there is no love. Horrible Leave me out of it.'

Hell is a place, a time, a consciousness, in which there is no love.