Quotes About Flight

Mr. Cruse, how high would you like to fly?" A smile soared across my face. "As high as I possibly can.

The other day, in the course of one of those more or less clandestine visits to the city on the Clyde I make from time to time, I was walking down Buchanan Street when I came smack up against something I'd never seen before: that sculpture of a big bird struggling into flight called Concept of Kentigern. Maybe Glasgow is about ready to leave its status as industrial mastadon of the Western world and fly over into other dimensions. Maybe there's a good time coming.

I'm flying over AZ and it looks like Mars. Maybe with a bit too much atmosphere though.

the peregrine falls through the sky, gaining more and more velocity until its speed reaches more than two hundred miles an hour. It is the fastest creature on earth,

How sad that we can now go up in aeroplanes and see that there are no gods upon the clouds.

Gândirea pozitiv? este aceea care te face s? crezi c?, atunci când te pr?bu?e?ti în pr?pastie, zbori spre antipod. De fapt, a?a ?i este!

They evolved into birds.

The first thing I did was run. Okay, actually the first thing I did was scream, lose my balance, flail my arms in the air like some kind of uncoordinated bird, then slide down the side of the tree and land on my butt. Then I ran.

How long the flight took on one of those old prop aircraft on any given day depended on the size of the bugs that hit the windshield and slowed it down.

The bisy larke, messager of day.

FLYING WAS OVERRATED. Heights were very overrated. Flying with wings was probably less overrated when said wings belonged to you, but when you were dangling in a swing that bopped up and down every time the angel of death carrying you beat his wings, you reached a new level of appreciation for walking. Walking was amazing and awesome, and I really wanted to do it again as soon as possible.

If the skies were able to dream, they would dream of dragons.

The light dove, in free flight cutting through the air the resistance of which it feels, could get the idea that it could do even better in airless space. Likewise, Plato abandoned the world of the senses because it posed so many hindrances for the understanding, and dared to go beyond it on the wings of the ideas, in the empty space of pure understanding.

Presas del pánico, algunas mujeres soltaban a sus hijos como si fueran molestos paquetes y salían huyendo. Otras los estrechaban contra su cuerpo con tanta fuerza que parecían querer meterlos de nuevo en su seno, como si ése fuera el único refugio seguro.

And she did seem then to go to sleep instantly: the quick flight into oblivion of the chronically unhappy person.

All theorizing is flight. We must be ruled by the situation itself and this is unutterably particular. Indeed it is something to which we can never get close enough, however hard we may try as it were to crawl under the net.

El espíritu se le fue desprendiendo en la misma medida en que le germinaron las alas

One does not travel by plane. One is merely sent, like a parcel.

Glenn's 1962 Mercury flight was fraught with dramatics, from his 'Zero G and I feel fine!' exultation upon entering orbit to his reentry with what was feared was a faulty heat shield. After he safely splashed down, the nation erupted with applause and gratitude not seen since Charles Lindbergh's solo flight across the Atlantic.

Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.

To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night. From his watchtower in the skies, Til the dappled dawn doth rise.

What can you conceive more silly and extravagant than to suppose a man racking his brains, and studying night and day how to fly?

The birds can fly, An' why can't I?

Would that life were like the shadow cast by a wall or a tree, but it is like the shadow of a bird in flight.