Chanel Iman Quotes

I hate flying. It creeps me out, and it scares me half to death.

I used to hate flying. I would sit there, rigid, convinced that if I relaxed, the plane would drop out of the sky.

I hate flying, flat out hate its guts.

I'm an appalling flyer. I get very tense, although I no longer weep uncontrollably for no reason - I just sob if there's turbulence.

I don't like to fly. I've never been a good flyer. I have a lot of friends that have permanent nail marks in their arms... The moaning that comes from me when there is turbulence. It's awkward for everyone around.

I hate flying. My stomach churns at the mere thought of it.

My greatest fear is flying. And I do a lot of flying, so that's a bummer.

I am terrified of plane landing. It's a phobia for me.

I'm afraid of flying.

I'm quite scared of flying, and especially helicopters, I don't like them at all.

I hate flying. I don't like planes. I get really anxious.

I have a terrible fear of travel. Just before we go, I start to panic and tell my wife I don't want to go. It's ridiculous. But actually it's only when it's somewhere I've not been to before.

I can be a bit of a nervous flyer.

I'm not a good flyer. Because I do it so much, I think the odds of something going wrong are not in my favour.

I had the feeling every time I was on a plane everyone was going to die. It was a horrible phobia. A stupid one.

I hate flying. I literally cry in the airport sometimes. I didn't used to; the more I fly, the worse it gets. It's weird!

Flying isn't great for me - or getting caught in a crowd.

I don't do small planes!

I may be developing aerophobia as I get older, or maybe I'm just becoming middle aged, because I find flying an increasingly unpleasant way of travelling. I would much rather drive than fly.

I don't like flying... it's a fear of mine.

I'll be the first to admit that I'm not a good flier.

My fear of flying starts as soon as I buckle myself in and then the guy up front mumbles a few unintelligible words then before I know it I'm thrust into the back of my seat by acceleration that seems way too fast and the rest of the trip is an endless nightmare of turbulence, of near misses. And then the cabbie drops me off at the airport.

Airline travel is hours of boredom interrupted by moments of stark terror.

The only time I can't sleep is on a plane, when I am literally keeping it in the air with my brain.

The idea of flying in general does not appeal to me. I can barely understand why people want to fly at all, other than that it's occasionally necessary.