I had w i n g s once, and they were s t r o n g. They could carry me above the clouds and into the headwinds, and they never faltered. Not even once. But they were stolen from me.
Live long and prosper.
If you don’t keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.
I’m painfully aware that you have good moments in career and bad. But right now it feels good, I feel good. There’s forward momentum and I feel like I need to see where it takes me.
As they sang the hobbit felt the love of beautiful things made by hands and by cunning and by magic moving through him, a fierce and jealous love, the desire of the hearts of dwarves. Then something Tookish woke up inside him, and he wished to go and see the great mountains, and hear the pine-trees and the waterfalls, and explore the caves, and wear a sword instead of a walking-stick.
© The Hobbit by John Ronald Reuel Tolkien