Quotes by Richard Bach

... I pick the prettiest part of the sky and I melt into the wing and then into the air, till I'm just soul on a sunbeam.
Bach, Richard

In the United States, Christmas has become the rape of an idea.
Bach, Richard

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly.
Bach, Richard

Civilization... wrecks the planet from seafloor to stratosphere.
Bach, Richard

Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished. If you're alive, it isn't.
Bach, Richard