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.
Douglas AdamsThe secret of flight is this -- you have to do it immediately, before your body realizes it is defying the laws.
Michael CunninghamOnce you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.
Leonardo da VinciTag: inspirational flight flying
The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.
J.M. BarrieTag: inspirational faith profound flying wings birds
But then a bumblebee bumbled above us and it stole our attention the way flying things can.
Douglas CouplandTag: flying bee bumble-bee
If you were born without wings, do nothing to prevent them from growing.
Coco ChanelTag: goals accomplishment flying aspirations wings drive
They [Erasers] were bad fliers," Angel chimed in, "And in their minds, they weren't all kill the mutants, like they usually are. They were like, remember to flap!
James PattersonTag: flying wings angel maximum-ride erasers
You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.
Toni MorrisonTag: empowerment freedom flying weight burdens unburdening
Q: You'er presented with a smooth-faced, eight-foot-high wooden wall. Your objective? Get over it. To, like, save comrades or something. How to accomplish this?
A: Take a running start, brace one foot against the wall, throw one hand to the top, try to hang on long enough for a comrade to either grab your hand at the top or for another comrade to push your butt up from below. It takes team work!
BKA (bird kid answer): Or you could just, like, fly over it.
We fly, but we have not 'conquered' the air. Nature presides in all her dignity, permitting us the study and the use of such of her forces as we may understand. It is when we presume to intimacy, having been granted only tolerance, that the harsh stick fall across our impudent knuckles and we rub the pain, staring upward, startled by our ignorance.
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