If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it. - Toni Morrison, Song of Solomon
"If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it."
"If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it."
"You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down."
"She was the third beer. Not the first one, which the throat receives with almost tearful gratitude; nor the second, that confirms and extends the pleasure of the first. But the third, the one you drink because it's there, because it can't hurt, and because what difference does it make?"