Quotes About Flight

To climb into an airplane and motor up by yourself, it is just amazing.

It was a flight, a kind of fleeing, a kind of falling, falling higher and higher, spinning off the edge of the earth and beyond the sun and through the vast silent vacuum where there were no burdens and where everything weighed exactly nothing.

grass-filled flight

hesitated; swooped again; hesitated again; swooped once more

They were wheels-up in less than fifteen minutes.

The helicopter ride was twenty-five minutes exactly

El Apache ya se alejaba, por orden de Ozzy.

A sneeze travels at a peak velocity of two hundred miles per hour. A burp, more slowly; a fart, slower yet. But a kiss thrown by fingers- its departure is sudden, its arrival ambiguous, and there is no source that can state with authority what speeds are reached in its flight.

The reptile brain is the dragon within us.

One shouldnt ask oneself how a person flies or why, but simply start flying.

If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it.

How come it can't fly no better than a chicken?' Milkman asked. Too much tail. All that jewelry weighs it down. Like vanity. Can't nobody fly with all that [stuff]. Wanna fly, you got to give up the [stuff] that weighs you down.' The peacock jumped onto the hood of the Buick and once more spread its tail, sending the flashy Buick into oblivion.

For now he knew what Shalimar knew: If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it.

How come it can't fly no better than a chicken? Too much tail. All that jewelry weighs it down. Like vanity. Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.

Can't nobody fly with all that shit. Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.

Didn't everything on God's earth have or acquire defense? Speed, some poison in the leaf, the tongue, the tail? A mask, flight, numbers in the millions producing numbers in the millions. A thorn here, a spike there.

Too much tail. All that jewelry weighs it down. Like vanity. Can't nobody fly with all that shit. Wanna fly, you gotta give up the shit that weighs you down.

Too much tail. All that jewelry weighs it down. Like vanity. Can't nobody fly with all that shit. Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.

But the free fall, oh no, that required—demanded—invention: a thing to do with the wings, a way of holding the legs and most of all a full surrender to the downward flight if they wished to taste their tongues or stay alive.

Our altitude has stabilised at 37,000 feet again.

Pete makes his pan call to Melbourne Air Traffic Control:

Well, you ever been to Nebraska before?" asked Arden. "I've flown over it a few times," Buster said, "I would imagine." For the rest of the ride to Buster's hotel, there was the all-encompassing sound of five men not talking, the radio broken and filled with static, the car's engine going just a little faster than it had before.

Contained in the raven's untold tale was some knowledge, some wisdom the bird had gathered in his flight. Secret even from God. Perhaps the birds were telling it still, and no ears to hear.

Maybe that's the way to go, Manny thought. Your body snatched up and spirited away. Your last memory a dream of flight.