Quotes About Aviation

Airplanes are like women—pick what you like and try to get it away from the guy who has it, then dress it out to the limit of your wallet and taste.

From day one, I have been told I am no different from the male astronauts. As a pilot, I flew in the sky. Now that I am an astronaut, I will fly in space.

I used to hate flying. I would sit there, rigid, convinced that if I relaxed, the plane would drop out of the sky.

I live in the sky as a pilot, so it has great meaning to me.

Ninety-nine percent of pilots that go up never have engine failure, and the 1 percent that do usually land it. But if you're up in the air and something goes wrong, you pull that parachute, and the whole plane goes down slowly.

The list of what I want to do is so long, I would need a few lifetimes to achieve them. For instance, I would like to fly small planes, maybe over the Ganges one day.

I'm really good at sleeping on planes. I mean, I smell jet fuel and I'm out; I'm asleep for takeoff.

Many pilots of the time were the opinion that a fighter pilot in a closed cockpit was an impossible thing, because you should smell the enemy. You could smell them because of the oil they were burning.

My first ride in an airplane was at nine years of age, and it was wonderful: the freedom, the smell of the exhaust, the air going over my hair... It was me. It was part of me.

What I love doing is basically two things: I love flying airplanes and I love communication.

By the time you finish reading this sentence, a Boeing jetliner will take off or land somewhere in the world.

How easy it would be to scare the living wits out of this fucking guy. Kimball is utterly unaware of how truly vacant I am. There is no evidence of animate life in this office, yet still he takes notes. By the time you finish reading this sentence, a Boeing jetliner will take off or land somewhere in the world. I would like a Pilsner Urquell.

Aviation in air, in water and in spirit. Its laws are different in all three cases. The spirit soars the more it weighs and sinks into itself. The heavier the spirit, the higher and farther it flies.

I really like Amelia Earhart. She's from Kansas. She disappeared, so I have to take her place. I want to be Dorothy. I want to be Amelia Earhart... I want to do it all.

Kansas City is one of the most convenient airports in the nation.

I was always afraid of dying. Always. It was my fear that made me learn everything I could about my airplane and my emergency equipment, and kept me flying respectful of my machine and always alert in the cockpit.

I detest flying anywhere. Left to my own devices, I'd never leave my keyboard.

Call?" He eased back a little, cradled her cheek in one of his big, tanned hands. "What is it, baby?" "I think I'm going to cry but I don't want you to think I'm a sissy." He smoothed back her hair, looped it over her ear. "I won't think you're a sissy. You were great up there. Terrific. I wouldn't want to crash my plane with anyone else.

Coming from the field of aviation, where mundane errors could cost lives, he was exact. For all these reasons, Dunie was drawn to testing, the grubby and anonymous side of programming.

I want to start my own airplane business. I'm going to buy two Dakotas, paint them up in war colours and do, er, nostalgia trips to Arnhem - you know, where the old paratroopers used to go - and charge them about 20 quid a time.

You've been there before?" "Twenty-odd years ago on the U-2 program." Ross was intrigued; he's still a collegiate at heart — young enough to be eager-beaverish. "What's it like up there?" "The end of the world.

screws on the cowlings. Only a divine miracle

Shattered Sword

The day's action was far from finished—there were more strikes to be flown, and there was the constant danger that Japanese planes not yet destroyed on the ground would find the Enterprise and pounce on her.