The first time I flew, it was being alive. Nothing was pressing under me. I was living in the fullness of air;… — William Wharton Copy Share Image
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… — William Wharton Copy Share Image
“Hell, there're already too many psychologists; too many everythings. Too many engineers, too many chemists, too many doctors, too many dentists, too many sociologists.… — William Wharton Copy Share Image
Not many people are interested in what somebody else is thinking, or what they have to say. The best you can hope for is… — William Wharton Copy Share Image
“When brought to meaning, all importance becomes small, as in death, all life seems nothing. Knowing is destroyed by thinking, not destroyed but sterilized;… — William Wharton Copy Share Image
What we all tend to complain about most in other people are those things we don't like about ourselves. — William Wharton Copy Share Image
There's no end to the absurd things people will do trying to make life mean something. — William Wharton Copy Share Image
The first time I flew, it was being alive. Nothing was pressing under me. I was living in the fullness of air; air all… — William Wharton Copy Share Image
Movement is most of what a bird is. When they're dead, they're only feathers and air. — William Wharton Copy Share Image
People can't fly because they don't believe they can. If nobody ever showed people they could swim, everybody'd drown if they were dropped into… — William Wharton Copy Share Image
What is love? As far as I can tell, it is passion, admiration and respect. If you have two, you have enough. If you… — William Wharton Copy Share Image
Love is a combination of admiration, respect, and passion. If you have one of those going, that's par for the course. If you have… — William Wharton Copy Share Image
