"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."

-Anais Nin

I was a very little girl -- maybe 3 or 4 -- when Mom and Dad and I flew a box kite on the beach at Oyster Bay, Long Island. I only remember a couple of things: it was an overcast, blustery, late afternoon. And the kite was grabbed by a sudden gust, breaking free of the string with which Dad was guiding it. We watched it sail over the sound until it was a speck in the dark clouds.

So, in my experience, kites don't bring things back; they fly away for good.