Quotes About Flight

Well, I love easyJet. It's the only direct route to Biarritz. We always fly tourist-class anyway in Europe. For long-haul we go club.

As a human, if you're in a scary situation, you pretty much forget about everything else! You just try and survive.

I owned the world that hour as I rode over it. free of the earth, free of the mountains, free of the clouds, but how inseparably I was bound to them.

You can't drink on an eight hour flight, pass out, and then go onstage... well you can, but then you're Spandau Ballet.

I watch TV on my TV pretty exclusively. However, when I'm on that long flight between Los Angeles and New York, a great way to pass that time is to download movies on iTunes and watch them on my laptop.

In 'Payanam,' I play a passenger of a flight which is hijacked.

You'll be boarding the nine twenty-one commercial flight as Shirley and Roderick Cliphorn." "Roderick Cliphorn?" Dan groaned. Only someone with a name like Sinead Starling would have considered that normal.

It is not an exaggeration to identify the flight of the radical left to 'antifascism' as the most successful maneuver of language politics in the twentieth century.

But when the flash flood crosses your path, when the lion leaps at you from the grasses, advanced self-awareness is an unaffordable indulgence. The brain stem does its best.

Richard was taken to San Quentin ten days after he'd been sentenced. The authorities viewed him as a security risk: they knew he had many female admirers, and they knew about the Satanists who had regularly visited the trial, and there were always rumors that someone was going to try and break him out. For security reasons it was decided it would be better if he was flown to Quentin rather than driven.

Je me suis installé dans le jardin. Comme le ciel n'est pas tout à fait noir, je vois des oiseaux traverser l'étendue grise-dessus des arbres, en un long vol, puissant et formidable, et il me semble les sentir glisser à la surface de mes yeux.

Passivo come un uccello che vede tutto, volando, e si porta in cuore nel volo in cielo la coscienza che non perdona.

The periods between my 11th and 18th years remain the most vivid in my memory because this was the time of my first attempts at experimentation, which might never have been made had I lived in the city. I made hazardous investigations of the principles of flight, launching myself from the tops of haystacks with a homemade glider.

Background scores allow me an absolute flight of the imagination, and I travel in my mind's eye. I do not like the scores to have vocal notes, because they act as a limitation to these flights of fancy.

I'm afraid of bees.

Tell your mother the Law of Stolen Flight.' 'Only flame, and things with wings. All the rest suffer stings.

The phallic symbolism of his plane, The Spirit of St. Louis, is obvious. Lindbergh, in effect, is trapped inside an enormous penis which carries him onwards to an inevitable destination which cannot be changed. Is this how you feel as a director, trapped inside your own masculinity?

Save some pity for the Misfit, fighting on with bursting heart; Not a trace of common sense, his is no common flight. Save, save him some pity. But save the greater part For him that sees no glimmer of the Misfit's guiding light.

Did he ever--try?' Mingus shrugged. 'He was like you.' What's that mean?' Means he tried.' Of course. The ring was not a neutral tool. It judged its wearer: Aaron Doily flew drunkenly, and Dylan flew like a coward, only when it didn't matter, at the Windles' pond. So if had attuned to Robert Woolfolk's chaos. Don't tell me,' said Dylan. 'He flew sideways.' Mingus left it vague. He'd always made it his habit to protect their honor against one another--Dylan, Arthur, Robert. To say nothing.

Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly if there wasn't someone, somewhere, laughing?

And also, there are so many times when you need to make a quick escape, but humans don't have their own wings, or not yet, anyway, so what about a birdseed shirt?

I thought about birds. Could they fly if there wasn't someone, somewhere, laughing?

Life is always poised for flight. From a distance it looks still, silhouetted against the bright sky or the dark ground; but up close it is flitting this way and that, as if displaying to the world at every moment its perpetual readiness to take off in any of a thousand directions.

Thus my life is a flight and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him.