Quotes About Flight

if you give it wings, it wants to fly away.

I assume I disappeared on my round-the-world flight?" "Yes," Ivar said. Earhart gave a sad smile. "I think I disappeared in every timeline. Would have been nice to know I made it in one of them. That event seems to be a constant, except for those where civilization didn't survive long enough to invent the airplane." She shook her head. "A different timeline is a different world, even though it's still Earth.

I guess it's like an airplane: they're the drag and we're the thrust, together we make the thing fly. Too much of us and we're nose-heavy, too much of them and we're tail-heavy—it's a matter of balance.

What good are wings without the courage to fly

If you're young and talented, it's like you have wings.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in fight, searching the skies for dreams.

I was thirty-seven then, strapped in my seat as the huge 747 plunged through dense cloud cover on approach to the Hamburg airport.

Weightless (in air), alcohol units 8 (but in-flight so canceled out by altitude), cigarettes 0 (desperate: no-smoking seat), calories 1 million (entirely made up of things would never have dreamt of putting in self's mouth were they not on in-flight tray), farts from traveling companion 38 (so far), variations in fart aroma 0.

How easy it is to fly on paper wings!

One of the reasons I wrote 'Airborn' was that I'd fallen in love with the great passenger airships which flew in the '20s and '30s. Their time was short-lived. They were frail, they tended to crash; and they could never be as fast, safe and efficient as the airplanes that replaced them.

There are a lot of 'chicken Christians.' Chickens are generally afraid of life, and they seldom fly or reach their potential in life. And when a storm comes, all they seem to do is flap around the chicken yard, stirring up dirt and running to the chicken house.

Among all the marvels of modern invention, that with which I am most concerned is, of course, air transportation. Flying is perhaps the most dramatic of recent scientific attainment. In the brief span of thirty-odd years, the world has seen an inventor's dream first materialized by the Wright brothers at Kitty Hawk become an everyday actuality.

Same with anyone who's been flying for years and loves it still... we're part of a world we deeply love. Just as musicians feel about scores and melodies, dancers about the steps and flow of music, so we're one with the principle of flight, the magic of being aloft in the wind!

Over the years, I had nurtured the hope to be able to fly; to handle a machine as it rose higher and higher in the stratosphere was my dearest dream.

There's a historical milestone in the fact that our Apollo 11 landing on the moon took place a mere 66 years after the Wright Brothers' first flight.

I always almost miss my flight. My routine is to constantly, no matter how bad or good the traffic is, to almost miss my flight.

Anything that has to do with air travel and air tragedy is of interest to me.

Let's take flight simulation as an example. If you're trying to train a pilot, you can simulate almost the whole course. You don't have to get in an airplane until late in the process.

I used to train with my husband, Anthony Maina, but he is now too busy as a helicopter pilot, so we only run together when I do light jogging. I don't want to kill him before his next flight!

There's nothing worse than swollen feet after a long flight so I always wear comfortable shoes, usually trainers.

I am excited to think that the development of commercial capabilities to send humans into low Earth orbit will likely result in so many more Earthlings being able to experience the transformative power of space flight.

Mis alas agitaron el aire y me llevaron cada vez más alto. Era como si estuviera alejándome del pueblo a toda velocidad, esforzándome por llegar lo más lejos posible. Cerré los ojos y saboreé el viento fuerte que azotaba mi rostro. Por un instante llegué a pensar en seguir de largo y desvanecerme, esfumarme en el cielo. No volver a descender jamás.

There are not wings of dreams that have not previously dealt with the flight of black thoughts.

Montaigne is the sworn enemy of all responsibility. He strives to dodge decisions. Solitary sage in a time of mass fanaticism, he seeks seclusion and flight.