Mary Kay Ash Quotes

The airplane stays up because it doesn't have the time to fall.

The closer the bird is to the surface of the water, the firmer and more inelastic is the uplift of the rising air. The bird appears to almost feel the surface with the tip of its weather wing.

And from a poise at this station the plane may swoop down, at great disadvantage if close to the back of the wave, at various slopes and directions till it cuts into the air that is being raised by the face of the following wave, which again enables it to resume its velocity.

The secret of flight is this -- you have to do it immediately, before your body realizes it is defying the laws.

To speak of this subject you must... explain the nature of the resistance of the air, in the second the anatomy of the bird and its wings, in the third the method of working the wings in their various movements, in the fourth the power of the wings and the tail when the wings are not being moved and when the wind is favourable to serve as guide in various movements.

For humans, flying isn't magic, it's physics.

All flight is based upon producing air pressure, all flight energy consists in overcoming air pressure.

There's a metaphor Vincent Eades likes to use: "If you examine a butterfly according to the laws of aerodynamics, it shouldn't be able to fly. But the butterfly doesn't know that, so it flies.

When you see a fly flitting around your hair or your potato salad, you might see an annoyance. But in my lab, you really see a marvelous machine: arguably the most sophisticated flying device on the planet.

Perfect as the wing of a bird may be, it will never enable the bird to fly if unsupported by the air. Facts are the air of science. Without them a man of science can never rise.

When someone says you can't do what you know you can do, then you can't do anything.

You can lay in bed and think you don't stand a chance, that's what all of us thought, and here we are. We ended up doing all right.

I think everything about my life is magical. I've struggled, and against most odds, I'm truly having the experience of living my dreams.

I became a writer in spite of my environments.

I'm just a kid that defied the odds. I'm just a kid that ignored the doubt. I'm just a kid from a little place in Dublin, Ireland, that went all the way, and I'm going to continue to go all the way.

I've never let myself give up, because I believe in myself. I want to get stronger than I have ever been, and I will continue to tell myself that I can do it, no matter what the odds.

We do the impossible when we tell ourselves we can.

There's no way in hell I'm supposed to be on television or be a broadcaster of any regard. But I have defied those odds because I believe in this: I am damn sure not going to let somebody else define who I am.

I have to stop myself sometimes and look at where my life is and pat myself on the back because I'm beating the odds.

I'm proud of the fact that I was able to overcome long odds.

A lot of people will say different stuff like, 'You can't do it.' They'll say no before I even say anything. You just have to believe in yourself, and there's a reason they might say no, because they probably haven't seen it before.

The light dove, cleaving the air in her free flight, and feeling its resistance, might imagine that its flight would be still easier in empty space.

Aeronautics was neither an industry nor a science. It was a miracle.

The things a man has to have are hope and confidence in himself against odds, and sometimes he needs somebody, his pal or his mother or his wife or God, to give him that confidence.

Like many air travelers, I am aware that airplanes fly aided by capricious fairies and invisible strings.