Don't be afraid of opposition. Remember that a kite rises against - not with - the wind.

Don't ignore the small things -- the kite flies because of its tail.

Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, or a new country.

Imagination is the highest kite that one can fly.

I figured it out eventually," she says. She's sitting on the edge of the gurney again; her features slowly materialize as my vision clears. "It's momentum."

"What?" I whisper. The feeling returning to my lips, spreading out to my fingertips and toes.

"Momentum," she repeats. "You can't just stand there if you want something to fly. You have to run.

Back then, they made the kites a little different. They actually used the paper with sticks.