When I was little and running on the race track at school, I always stopped and waited for all the other kids so we could run together even though I knew (and everybody else knew)...

No you dooonnn’t!” Fang’s voice spiraled away into nothingness, far aboveme.Inside my head, almost drowned out by the roar of wind rushing by my ears, Iheard the Voice make a tsking sound. You guys are...

Just because I flap my arms, that doesn’t make me a bird. No, I’m a bird because I believe myself to be. That’s the power of faith.

Blessed are those that know the path out of their carnal flesh, for they shall attain intuition.

You’re just as dead if you fall from forty feet as you are from four thousand fathoms, that’s what I say.

Never, Never give up, no matter what is you age, magick always is there. Use it!

The Guide says there is an art to flying”, said Ford, “or rather a knack. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

There is no such thing as magic,” she told me. “You can b e l i e v e all you want, but it’s never going to do you any good. Nobody flies. We only...

I was a fighter pilot, flying Hurricanes all round the Mediterranean. I flew in the Western Desert of Libya, in Greece, in Syria, in Iraq and in Egypt.

I have the flying dream a lot where I’m jumping off a building and just flying around.

Queenie, herself again, took hold of Maddie’s hand and squeezed it tightly. She walked all the way back across the airfield without letting it go. Maddie closed her eyes and flew again in the ethereal...

The birds fly south for the winter not because it’s cold, but because they have wings. Similarly, love has the ultimate flight pattern, and that pattern is plaid.

Cara: *Flies*Gen: What? I don’t have wings!Cara: Ofcourse not! You’re a boy.

At best, I consider flying an unavoidable necessity, a time to resurrect forgotten prayers and contemplate the end of all joy in a twisted howling heap of machinery; at worst, I rank it right up...

For everything in this journey of life we are on, there is a right wing and a left wing: for the wing of love there is anger; for the wing of destiny there is fear;...

Let’s not grow with our roots in the ground.

Hundreds of butterflies flitted in and out of sight like short-lived punctuation marks in a stream of consciousness without beginning or end.

I do about 90 percent of my own stunts, and the things I can’t do for insurance reasons, like swinging out of a flying helicopter, I wouldn’t want to do anyway.

At last the magic caught, and she managed to vault clumsily onto it before it trundled into the night sky as gracefully as a duck with one wing missing.

When I was a boy, that was all I wanted—to grow a pair of wings and get up into the sky. I had a basement full of failed wing projects. Boards and capes and motors,...

Flying, with your love, shining, with your love, riding, with your love.I feel like I’m on top of the world with your love.

If you’re in a fair fight, you didn’t plan it properly.

Oh. How very clever.”The comparison had left her both impressed and flattered.

And then eventually you wake up, fully rested, ready to fly again 🙂

I wish I could fly like that hawk, rising and falling with the still spaces in the air, far above all this sickness and death and evil.

There’s bird shit on my toilet paper, and my asshole stings from such a long flight.

An airplane crossed the sky, and she imagined its interior-people packed in rows like eggs in a carton, the chemical smell of the toilets, pretzels in foil pouches, cans hiss-popping open, black oval of night...

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

I believe in going with the flow. I don’t believe in fighting against the flow. You ride on your river and you go with the tides and the flow. But it has to be your...

In the centre of Bond was a hurricane-room, the kind of citadel found in old-fashioned houses in the tropics. These rooms are small, strongly built cells in the heart of the house, in the middle...

Maybe one day I could fly all over the world and meet other interesting birds.

Gliders, sail planes, they’re wonderful flying machines. It’s the closest you can come to being a bird.

There are no emergency meetings, no headlines, no breaking news. No one is acting as if we were in a crisis. Even most climate scientists or green politicians keep on flying around the world, eating...

We were at sixty thousand feet. You’re thirty percent lighter upthere.

You tell me you love me, but I’m not sure you know what love is, or how fast it flies, or how much it resembles a UFO, or what kind of weapon you’d use to...

The Sunlight on the GardenThe sunlight on the gardenHardens and grows cold,We cannot cage the minuteWithin its nets of gold,When all is toldWe cannot beg for pardon.Our freedom as free lancesAdvances towards its end;The earth...

Birds have wings; they’re free; they can fly where they want when they want. They have the kind of mobility many people envy.

With the earth firmly beneath our feet, we can approach what attracts us, and withdraw from what unnerves us. If there is real danger, we can run. Mobility means security, both physically and emotionally. Flying...

If I could fly, I would soar all the way up to the window of a plane carrying a suitcase in my hand, then I’d motion toward the plane’s door and make an annoyed face...

All the ideas in the universe can be described by words. Therefore, if you simply take all the words and rearrange them randomly enough times, you’re bound to hit upon at least a few great...

I never sleep on the plane. I have to be awake and using my mind power to keep it in the air

The guy you don’t see will kill you.

There are powers far beyond us, plans far beyond what we could have ever thought of, visions far more vast than what we can ever see on our own with our own eyes, there are...

Because we like to blow stuff up,blow stuff up, blow stuff up!

Ian looked skyward to see the firedrake soaring overhead. Its mass was a black deluge, an eclipse of aberrant origins, and its wings were tautly wound, like a spider’s web. Scales that shown like bejeweled...

I thought the attractions of being an astronaut were actually, not so much the Moon, but flying in a completely new medium.

Meditation, especially for people who don’t know very much about it and think it’s this very hippy dippy thing, can really be powerful, terrifying even, as it lifts the rug up on your subconscious and...

To hear never-heard sounds, To see never-seen colors and shapes, To try to understand the imperceptible Power pervading the world; To fly and find pure ethereal substances That are not of matter But of that...

The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

Let us hope that the advent of a successful flying machine, now only dimly foreseen and nevertheless thought to be possible, will bring nothing but good into the world; that it shall abridge distance, make...