Quotes About Flight

she'd discovered three with their programs intact; one of them, to her delight, had been a flight simulator.

My daddy was a World War I pilot, and I just wanted to be able to fly like he did.

Of course I was delighted the flight was over, but I still had to worry about cleaning up inside the cabin, I had to worry about the hatch, how to get in the sling, and so on.

When I am on the plane and turbulence kicks in, I can't abide it. I feel like we are all going to die, and it takes everything in me to stay calm. But there are worse things to have to cope with.

We collectively have a special place in our heart for the manned space flight program - Apollo nostalgia is one element, but that is only part of it. American culture worships explorers - look at the fame of Lewis and Clark, for example. The American people want to think of themselves as supporting exploration.

My worst flight was with the Indonesian carrier Garuda from Australia to Bali, which was just awful.

The factor most ignored in discussing interstellar flight is the kinetic energy that must be invested in the ship to make its tons of matter move at a substantial fraction of the speed of light.

I used to cry on planes. I don't anymore. It probably took almost a hundred agonizing flights to get there. Now, when I take off, a smile quivers on the corner of my lips.

Titles always sound so pretentious, and when I see a comedian, I just want the person to take flight, not stick to one topic or subject.

I was a pilot and flying hang gliders, paragliders, aerobatics airplanes, and then I discovered skydiving. Free fall. Free. With nothing around you, just a parachute on your back. And you go down. But you don't feel like you're going down. Total freedom.

Rocky Kolb has put it, "To compare the accomplishment of Newton to that of the first manned flight, one would have to imagine Orville and Wilbur Wright pulling up on the sands of Kitty Hawk on December 17, 1903, behind the controls of a modern jetliner and flying off to New York."[*]

What the deer feels in the second she sees the hunter with his gun I seemed to feel for long stretches of hours and days. I was poised for flight like any creature might be but where I was to flee I didn't know.

Schweizer Wissenschaftler hatten herausgefunden, dass sich auf der Welt immer mindestens zehntausend Maschinen gleichzeitig in der Luft befanden. Mit über einer Million Passagieren an Bord.

É mais fácil voar alto do que baixo (...) é mais fácil voar depressa do que devagar.

Dagegen fühlten jetzt alle, die Beflügelten und die Flügellosen, einen Drang in sich, ungeheuer hoch hinaufzusteigen, ja bis über die Wolken hinauf, um zu sehen, was sich darüber befinde, einen Drang, den schweren Körper zu verlassen, der sie auf die Erde hinabzog, und nach dem Überirdischen hinzuschweben.

put the car in "d" set the compass to "n" and get the "f"out of there

Soar like an eagle beyond the skies of heaven's reach; as the wings of dreams dance with the winds of reality

In the dark he glimmered with starlight. When they altered directions the swelling hush of the wind filled her ears, but when they glided, when they rode the wings of the air itself, she heard only him . The whispered resonance of his flight, respiration, heartbeat. Quiet. As if the cosmos had never held anything but them, as if above and below, in all the black glittering solitude of the universe, there would never be anyone else but them.

Run." Raven took off, Apple on her heels, screaming as a swarm of flying, crawling, leaping insects chased them. "Aah!" Apple screamed. "Aah! I mean, La la la!" Apple sang desperately. "LA LA LA LA!

Qué harías si pudieras volar? -preguntó la señora mientras desviaba la vista del pájaro y la posaba en mí. -¿Es una pregunta para el concurso? -escribí con una sonrisa. -Creo que ya estudiamos todo -respondió sonriendo entre dientes. -Tendría miedo de lanzarme -tecleé. -¿Por temor a caer? -preguntó. -No. Por temor a que la sensación de volar me resultara demasiado agradable -me llevó mucho tiempo escribir eso.

Songs Float up to sky- fly free

as he soars from the precipice edge, dreamy.

Along the runway, wind poured through the coat of horsetail fur, and terns, in their skirts, fluttered above the thumbnail and crochet-hook snails, and we knock-swashed up, excreting fumes of carbon fern and marrow—and in the seat pocket, in front of me, were crimped, furled buds, stems bushy with fresh thorns, and her last flagon of perfume, its glass dove alighting to seize it...

Okay then." She nodded. "Then let's do this." "Now before we start, there is one thing you always need to keep in mind during this process." "What?" "That everyone, at some point in their life, wants to fly. And soon you'll actually be doing it." "Which means . . . what? Exactly." "That you're better than everyone else.