Friend of mine wrote me today. She isn’t here. Many of you know her. Was in the hospital recently, had two discs removed, and she took that book to the hospital with her, and all the neurosurgeons and all the other surgeons came in. They couldn’t understand why she didn’t have the pain that she should have after such an operation. And she took the third chapter of this book and reread it, almost committed it to memory, and lived it from wing to wing as Jonathan Seagull became one with the White Seagull, who was the lord of all gulls. And so he knew exactly through practice how to do what formerly he almost broke his neck trying to do.1099 ¶46