Quotes About Flight

The desire to fly is an idea handed down to us by our ancestors who... looked enviously on the birds soaring freely through space... on the infinite highway of the air.

You haven't seen a tree until you've seen its shadow from the sky.

The thousands small birds of January in their smooth soaring cloud finding the trees.

This is what the things can teach us: to fall, patiently to trust our heaviness. Even a bird has to do that before he can fly.

I always say the time to worry about flying is when you're on the ground. If you don't trust the captain, don't go.

Love is like a bird, they flies everywhere, its free, but its hard to trust someone where they like to stay.

O, but Everyone Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.

I looked forwards to the flight deck. The door was open and I could see the pilot and co-pilot toasting each other with glasses of vodka. In the context of where we were going, this felt completely normal.

Dreams are the unfinished wings of our souls.

Running should be saved for the times when you're being chased.

Every sin is an attempt to fly from emptiness.

Every living thing was shunning him. Poor little Peter Pan, he sat down and cried, and even then he did not know that, for a bird, he was sitting on his wrong part. It is a blessing that he did not know, for otherwise he would have lost faith in his power to fly, and the moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it. The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

The lark now leaves his wat'ry nestAnd, climbing, shakes his dewy wings.

I love the look of planes and the idea of how a plane flies. The more I learn about it the better I feel; while I still may not like it, I have a sense of what is really happening.

I love flying planes.

We thought humble and proud at the same time, all at once in love again with this painful bittersweet lovely thing called flight.

With warning hand I mark Time's rapid flight, From Life's glad morning to its solemn night; Yet, through the dear Lord's love, I also show There's light above me by the shade I throw.

Wings of Love long only to fly away from all directions.

Love is a power too strong to be overcome by anything but flight.

I'd love to fly, especially with the gas prices right now.

I love America. America gave me wings.

Love flies, runs, and rejoices; it is free and nothing can hold it back.

Do you ever dangle your toes over the precipice, dare the cliff to crumble, defy the frozen deity to suffer the sun, thaw feather and bone, take wing to fly you home?

Nothing goes far which has not the wings of love to make it buoyant, so that it can fly.