The mind is never satisfied with the objects immediately before it but is always breaking away from the present moment and losing itself in schemes of future felicity... The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure but from hope to hope.

You define a good flight by negatives: you didn't get hijacked you didn't crash you didn't throw up you weren't late you weren't nauseated by the food. So you are grateful.

I had a flight trainer who is one of the biggest and most famous helicopter pilots the world.

The course of the flight up and down was exceedingly erratic partly due to the irregularity of the air and partly to lack of experience in handling this machine. The control of the front rudder was difficult on account of its being balanced too near the center.

Men do weird things when they experience fear. It's like a fight-or-flight thing.

And just when we were at the end of our design process there was the news that the Italian government and the U.S. government had signed an agreement to fly the first Italian astronaut on that flight.

Death is like an arrow that is already in flight and your life lasts only until it reaches you.

The moment my doctor told me I went silent. My mum and dad were with me then we all went to pieces. I was saying No I've got my flight to Sydney in two hours. I'm getting on a plane.

I used to skip out of high school and go flying. It was just one of those things I thought it was kind of a cool thing to do. I never thought about doing that as a profession but I started checking things out and I found out there was a flight school down in Daytona Beach called Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University.

The day I won an Emmy was also the day my father passed away. I received a call from my sister on the way to the ceremony and had to turn my car around and catch the first flight back to Karachi.

I have heard show business characterized as a refuge for childlike persons in flight from all things harsh and real.

As I approach my 88th birthday it's become apparent to me that my eyes and ears among other appurtenances aren't quite what they used to be. The prospect of long flights to wherever in search of whatever are not quite as appealing.

Since graduation I have measured time in 4-by-5-inch pieces of paper four days on the left and three on the right. Every social engagement interview reading flight doctor's appointment birthday and dry-cleaning reminder has been handwritten between metal loops.

Fear of error which everything recalls to me at every moment of the flight of my ideas this mania for control makes men prefer reason's imagination to the imagination of the senses. And yet it is always the imagination alone which is at work.