Construction of an aerial vehicle which can carry even a single man. . . requires the discovery of some new metal or force. Even with such a discovery, we could not expect one to do more than carry its owner.
I feel like an aeroplane at the end of its flight, in the dusk, with the petrol running out, in search of a safe landing.
It is appropriate here to recall that the so-called Dark Ages began with the flight of the individuals into the protection of lords or chapters and came to an end when the individual again found it to his advantage to set forth on his own. We live at a time when everything conspires to push the individual into the fold.
The amygdala in the emotional center sees and hears everything that occurs to us instantaneously and is the trigger point for the fight or flight response.
The misconception of totalitarianism is that freedom can be imprisoned. This is not the case. When you constrain freedom, freedom will take flight and land on a windowsill.
Trying to be Sherlock Holmes is like trying to catch an arrow in mid-flight.
Why does every flight attendant seem like they are going through a divorce?
The happy man does not notice the flight of time.
I've always been fascinated by flight and the freeness of birds.
If souls survive death for all eternity, how can the heavens hold them all? Or for that matter, how can the earth hold all the bodies that have been buried in it? The answers are the same. Just as on earth, with the passage of time, decaying and transmogrified corpses make way for the newly dead, so souls released into the heavens, after a season of flight, begin to break up, burn, and be absorbed back into the womb of reason, leaving room for souls just beginning to fly. This is the answer for those who believe that souls survive death.
I do not think that a flight across the Atlantic will be made in our time, and in our time I include the youngest readers.
I always save a huge book for a flight, because then you read it at both airports and on the plane and by the time you get home you're a quarter of the way through and it doesn't feel so unmanageable any more.
High sprits they had: gravity they flouted.
A poem should be wordless As the flight of birds.
The escalator seems to me to typify this: It leads us up, by climbing on our behalf. Yes, it doesn't even climb, it flies. Each step carries its shopper aloft, as though afraid he might change his mind. It takes us up to merchandise we might not have bothered to climb an ordinary flight of steps for.
Trouble shots are surprisingly easy if you activate your imagination. You simply must be able to imagine exactly what flight the ball will take before you can play any shot well.
The Rosary is a powerful weapon to put the demons to flight and to keep oneself from sin…If you desire peace in your hearts, in your homes, and in your country, assemble each evening to recite the Rosary. Let not even one day pass without saying it, no matter how burdened you may be with many cares and labors.
Dreams are the sources of action, the meeting and the end, a resting place among the flight of things.
When your hands leap towards mine, love, what do they bring me in flight?
Civilization, like an airplane in flight, survives only as it keeps going forward.