Quotes About Flight

You haven't known terror until you've been chased by a man-sized crow.

whose steps were a restless substitute for flight.

Es kann keinen Flug geben ohne vorangegangene Träume vom Fliegen.

But few birds flew nowadays. Why fly when there was nothing to flee

Today, we commit to this next great leap into the cosmos because we're human, and our nature is to fly.

Eagles were "not the prettiest birds in the world" and were "sky sloths";

FEAR stands for fuck everything and run.

She ran out of her marriage the way a woman can run out of a pair of sandals when she decides to let go and really dash.

Pack up all my care and woe, blackbird, bye-bye

Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass byBetween shrouds of life and haze sun rays die

My hand-stitched wings itchto take flightto test the winds of changethat inevitably blow at the end of a cycle.

I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, 'love lifts me.'

Love will fly if held too lightly Love will die if held too tightly . . .

Imagination is to love what gas is to the balloon-that which raises it from earth.

You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings and soar with them above a common bound.

If you have flown, perhaps you can understand the love a pilot develops for flight. It is much the same emotion a man feels for a woman, or a wife for her husband.

To most people, the sky is the limit. To those who love aviation, the sky is home.

I will wait for love to fly to me and teach me how to fly

I attempt from love's sickness to fly.

bunched formation of fighter planes, it

a persistent unsettledness of wings.

He imagines what would happen if the whole street called his name, joining with the mother's small voice, the whole street lifting the words and the words spreading through this city, taking flight like a flock of birds at dusk, clouding the sky,... the name, pouring down from the sky... across all our misconnected world, a chorus of name-saying, a brief redemptive span of attention.

Long lines of birds are flying over the city. Freedom in their wings.

What does running from a bear have to do with social anxiety? Everything.