"It was toward the middle of the summer that I met Donald Shimoda. In four years' flying, I had never found another pilot in the line of work I do: flying with the wind from town to town, selling rides in an old biplane, three dollars for ten minutes in the air." Chapter 2, pg. 25.

"'Of course you can quit! Quit anything you want, if you change your mind about doing it. You can quit breathing, if you want to.' He floated a Phillips screwdriver for his own amusement. 'So I quit being the Messiah, and if I sound a little defensive, it's maybe because I am still a little defensive. Better that than keeping the job and hating it. A good messiah hates nothing and is free to walk any path he wants to walk. Well, that's true for everybody, of course. We're all sons of God...