I Took A Fear Of Flying Class, And I Always Missed The Class, Because I Was Always Flying.
The New Millennium Sucks! What A Disappointment! What's The Difference Between The Old Millennium And The New Millennium? Nothing! It's The Same Load Of Crap With A '2' In The Front. When I Was A Kid, I Am Old Enough So That When I Was A Kid, I Looked Forward To The New Millennium. When I Was Young, I Said, 'i'm Gonna Live Through A Change! A Massive Change! Things Are Gonna Be Different! Things Are Gonna Be Great!' Screwed Again! No Flying Cars! No Flying Cars!
When You Fly High People Will Throw Stones At You. Don't Look Down. Just Fly Higher So The Stones Won't Reach You
I Have Had The Feeling That A Properly Constructed Flying-machine Should Be Capable Of Being Flown As A Kite; And Conversely, That A Properly Constructed Kite Should Be Capable Of Use As A Flying-machine When Driven By Its Own Propellers.
Words And Images Run Riot In My Head, Pursuing, Flying, Clashing, Merging, Endlessly. But Beyond This Tumult There Is A Great Calm, And A Great Indifference, Never Really To Be Troubled By Anything Again.
I Could Give A Flying Crap About The Political Process. We're An Entertainment Company.
There Is The Problem Of Unpaid Labor, Such As Housework, Which Represents Millions And Millions Of Unsalaried Work Hours And On Which Masculine Society Is Firmly Based. To Put An End To This Would Be To Send The Present-day Capitalist System Flying In A Single Blow. Only We Can't Do It By Ourselves; There Have To Be Other Kinds Of Attacks On The System. So A Certain Alliance With Revolutionary Systems Is Necessary, Even Masculine Ones.
Test Pilots Have A Litmus Test For Evaluating Problems. When Something Goes Wrong, They Ask, "is This Thing Still Flying?" If The Answer Is Yes, Then There's No Immediate Danger, No Need To Overreact.
If The Wright Brothers Hadn't Put Their Lives On The Line, We Would Not Be Flying Around The World These Days. So We Need Pioneers.
Turbulence.” This Is What Pilots Announce That You Have Encountered When Your Plane Strikes An Object In Midair. You'll Be Flying Along, And There Will Be An Enormous, Shuddering Whump, And Clearly The Plane Has Rammed Into An Airborne Object At Least The Size Of A Water Buffalo, And The Pilot Will Say, “folks, We're Encountering A Little Turbulence.” Meanwhile They Are Up There In The Cockpit Trying Desperately To Clean Water-buffalo Organs Off The Windshield.
