I am not here, I am somewhere else, my body is here but mind is in the sky flying with the clouds, spreading her wings of imagination to find the rainbow of happiness and joy.
Fly me up to where you are beyond the distant star. I wish upon tonight to see you smile, if only for a while to know you're there. A breath away's not far to where you are.
I just find it thrilling, especially when I totally lock in to the person that I am doing and I'm really flying... I suppose I am hiding myself when I sing as these other people.
[Benjy is trying to fly an airplane] Benjy Benjamin: Dingy, don't let this worry you- *We're gonna get killed*!
Mark Dargus: Cut to 13 years later, you're 44 years of age. You're flying for the shittiest-little-shuttle-fucking piece of shit Mexican airline that there is.
I like the company of men. I've never been welcome in those groups, but then I would no more go to a consciousness-raising group and talk about my intimate life with my husband than fly to the moon. I never understood all that.
Okay, I'm going to let you in on a little secret: I'm a very superstitious person. I'm walking onto the plane as we speak. I'm putting my hands on the outside of the plane and my feet are on the lip of the plane. I have to do it every time before I f...
One measure of twentieth-century time is the supersonic three and three-quarter hours it takes the Concorde to fly from New York to Paris, gate to gate. Other measures come with the waits on the expressways and the runways.
Later, after flying in the Navy for four or five years, spending some time on an aircraft carrier, I applied to and was accepted in a program where I went to graduate school first and then to the Naval Test Pilots School.
If right now our emotional reaction to seeing a certain person or hearing certain news is to fly into a rage or to get despondent or something equally extreme, it's because we have been cultivating that particular habit for a very long time.
We are not angels, we are merely sophisticated apes. Yet we feel like angels trapped inside the bodies of beasts, craving transcendence and all the time trying to spread our wings and fly off, and it's really a very odd predicament to be in, if you t...
[last lines] [Peter and Francine are flying off of the mall rooftop] Peter: How much fuel do we have? Francine Parker: Not much. Peter: All right.
Ronnie: Don't you get it? I am finally onto something that's big. Huge. Stathis Borans: What? His cock? Ronnie: Crude Stathis. Even for you.
Stathis Borans: If you plan to make anything disappear, please let me know - I've got an assistant editor who has outlived his usefulness.
Tawny: Are you a body builder, or something? Seth Brundle: Yeah, I build bodies. I take them apart, and put them back together again.
[first lines] Seth Brundle: What am I working on? Uhh... I'm working on something that will change the world, and human life as we know it.
Seth Brundle: My teeth have begun to fall out. The medicine cabinet is now the Brundle Museum of Natural History. You wanna see what else is in it?
[Seth Brundle is about to arm wrestle Marky] 2nd Man In Bar: Better watch out, he eats chocolate bars. Marky: Yeah, so I noticed.
Seth Brundle: [to Veronica] You were right. I am diseased, and uh... it might be contagious somehow. I wouldn't want to infect you.
Kamarov: Stop pissing, Yuri. Give me a stopwatch and a map, and I'll fly the Alps in a plane with no windows. Yuri (Diving Officer): If the map is accurate enough.
[USS Dallas is being chased by a torpedo, heading towards the surface] Lieutenant Commander Thompson - USS Dallas: Come on, Big D. Fly!
