Dave Eggers Quotes

There's something just magical about flight. Period.

Flying is like the ultimate superpower; it's just, like, the coolest thing.

World's flying like birds; my car's in flight. The city lights are spattered on my windshield like the fragments of the night. And I'm in flight. The sky's a wheel, a merry-go-round of wings and snow and steel, and fire. We'll tread the sky, we'll ride the scarlet horses.

I wanted to fly when I was little. I still want to fly.

Poised for flight, Wings spread bright, Spring from night into the Sun.

Heavier-than-air flying machines are impossible.

Same with anyone who's been flying for years and loves it still... we're part of a world we deeply love. Just as musicians feel about scores and melodies, dancers about the steps and flow of music, so we're one with the principle of flight, the magic of being aloft in the wind!

If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes.

I've always been fascinated by everything with wings.

Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again.

Flight by machines heavier than air is unpractical and insignificant, if not utterly impossible.

I love flying planes.

Gliders, sail planes, they're wonderful flying machines. It's the closest you can come to being a bird.

I love flying and kind of just fascinated with it, and to fly something like an F-22 would be a blast.

The fact that the great scientist believed in flying machines was the one thing that encouraged us to begin our studies.

Men will sometimes fly, but it will not be in our lifetime.

More than electric lights, more than steam engines, more than telephones, more than automobiles, more even than the printing press, the airplane separated past from future. It had freed mankind from the earth and opened the skies.

I liked flying, when I got into it, loved it. And I found I was very good at it. I'm not modest about the fact that I was a good pilot.

I have often said that the lure of flying is the lure of beauty.

And seem to walk on wings, and tread in air.

My company mascot is the bumblebee. Because of its tiny wings and heavy body, aerodynamically the bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly. But the bumblebee doesn't know that, so it flies anyways.

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds, - and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there, I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air.

I feel at home up in the air, just like sailors do at sea and climbers do in the mountains.

Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.

At first we will only skim the surface of the earth like young starlings, but soon, emboldened by practice and experience, we will spring into the air with the impetuousness of the eagle, diverting ourselves by watching the childish behavior of the little men or awling miserably around on the earth below us.