Quotes About Flight

Soar high, sweet

This was my modest dream come true: unambitious flight. The kind that never even got high enough for a view.

The trick to flying safely, Zoe always said, was to never buy a discount ticket and to tell yourself you had nothing to live for anyway, so that when the plane crashed it was no big deal. Then, when it didn't crash, when you had succeeded in keeping it aloft with your own worthlessness, all you had to do was stagger off, locate your luggage, and, by the time a cab arrived, come up with a persuasive reason to go on living.

Fly high, my baby bird, My angel, my only.

To fly from one tree to another, the raven hangs itself, hawklike, on the air. I hang myself that same way in sleep, between one day and the next.

Of all the millions of refugees we've seen in the modern world, their flight is always away from, not toward, the Communist world.

He's got one passenger aboard–a girl." "A girl?" repeated Dave, staring somewhat mystified at the approaching vehicle. "Yes." "That's queerer still," remarked the young aviator.

Baloo and Bagheera, for, at the pace the monkeys were going, he knew his friends would be left far behind. It was useless to look down, for he could only see the top sides of the branches, so he stared upward and saw, far away in the blue, Rann, the Kite, balancing and wheeling

I am the wind...The free wind...- Kagura

Bulutlar?n h?zl? uçuÅŸlar?, ???k ve karanl???n birbirini kovalamas? beni öylesine sarhoÅŸ eder ki uyan?k olduÄŸum halde düÅŸ görürüm

How does newness come into the world? How is it born? Of what fusions, translations, conjoining is it made? How does it survive, extreme and dangerous as it is? What compromises, what deals, what betrayals of its secret nature must it make to stave off the wrecking crew, the exterminating angel, the guillotine? Is birth always a fall? Do angels have wings? Can men fly?

We are creatures of air, Our roots in dreams And clouds, reborn In flight.

Somos criaturas del aire, / con raíces en los sueños / y las nubes renacidas / en el vuelo.

Out of thin air: a big bang, followed by falling stars. A universal beginning, a miniature echo of the birth of time Ã¢â'¬Â¦ the jumbo jet Bostan, Flight AI-420, blew apart without any warning, high above

Travelers, it is late. Life's sun is going to set. During these brief days that you have strength, be quick and spare no effort of your wings

Those you love will not drown or burn. They will fly away.' ...'Now we both have people we love who are like birds. They have flown far from anything in this world that can hurt them. They're flying away still.

She thought she could have what she wanted; she thought she could see the world from above, as if it were a distant blue ball whose sorrows had nothing to do with her. She had wanted to be a bird, but now she knew, as she looked out the window to see Lewis following, that even birds are chained to earth by their needs and desires.

She had wanted to be a bird, but now she knew, as she looked out the window to see Lewis following, that even birds are chained to earth by their needs and desires.

She, who prided herself on her tough exterior, could always be undone by the beauty of flight.

I understood that fate could not be eluded forever; it came on leathery wings, swooping through the darkness like the bats in the orchards.

It was a miracle to live as birds do, except for one thing: anyone seen in flight would surely be captured, perhaps even shot down like a crow flying above a cornfield. It's always dangerous to be different, to appear as a monster in most people's eyes, even from a distance.

We were no different from the doves above us. We could not speak or cry, but when there was no choice, we discovered we could fly. If you want a reason, take this: We yearned for our portion of the sky (p.397).

She needs a constant thrill to keep boredom at bay; not even one moment of quiet can be permitted during which the burning loneliness of her childhood experience might be felt, for she fears that feeling more than death. She will continue in her flight unless she learns that the awareness of old feelings is not deadly but liberating.

y vi, mientras Samuel daba el atrevido paso de besar a Lindsey delante de toda la familia, que emprendían por fin el vuelo, alejándose de mi muerte.