Amanda Shires Quotes

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

I don't have a fear of flying; I have a fear of crashing.

I suddenly felt the plane go down. I thought we were going to die. I was really scared. I was sitting with my head in my hands.

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

I had an experience a few years ago where I was on a plane in which one of the engines went out. I couldn't even remember my name. I was just repeating the word no over and over.

My fears are agitated to an extreme degree and the dread of death involves me in a stupor of chilling indisposition.

When I first came in the business, I had a couple of close calls on planes going to London for shows. There was one time where the plane had to fly around until a storm ended, and then we started having a question about fuel, so we had to go through the storm. It was the worst thing that ever happened in my life. That really messed me up.

My mother was killed in a plane crash, so I hate travelling in planes. Death is so unexpected. I would actually rather stay at home and not go anywhere.

I've got to say that is - the highest emotion of the human experience is going down in a plane knowing your going to die!

I have an irrational fear that I'm going to have a gruesome and untimely death because so many wonderful things are happening to me.

Death by plane crash scares me. I travel a lot, and when you hit turbulence, and post 9/11, that's in the back of my mind a bit.

A craven fear of death is sweeping across America.

Oh my God. My God. It’s all over.

I don’t wanna die, man. They’re not playing. Have you seen how many of them are out there? One just took a shot at me, so unlike you morons, I’m hiding. Hiding is nice. (Vik)

Okay, we're going to land somewhere safely, don't worry.

There are no atheists on turbulent airplanes.

Oh God, Oh God we’re all gonna die doesn’t really fit the definition of banter, now does it?

This landing is gonna get pretty interesting. Define "interesting". "Oh God, oh God, we're all going to die"? [on speakerphone]: This is the captain: we have a little problem with our entry sequence so we may experience some slight turbulence, then explode.

Oh, god,” I said. “Sorry, sorry. Do I die now?” --Sadie to Zia

My worst flight was flying between Macau and Osaka in 2007. The turbulence was so bad that the cabin crew were assuming their crash positions. I had more than a bit of a sweat on.

Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave, Then some leap'd overboard with fearful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave.

Perhaps we clutch at life only when we have never lived or trusted it. Then death seems the last and greatest defeat, the end of something never felt.

I wouldn't call myself a coward, no way. But being buried alive is something I could never handle. The only way you'd see me being buried alive is if I was dead, man.

I was woundering what he would say, what word could sum me up right then, when i saw the lights come across his face, blaringly yellow, and suddenly he was brighter, and brighter, and i asked him what was happening, what was wrong. I remember only that light, so strong it spilled across my shoulders, and lit up his face, and how scared he looked as something big and loud hit my door, sending glass shattering across me, little sparks catching the light like diamonds, as they fell, with me, into the dark.

Personally, I'm afraid of suffering and afraid of dying. I'm also afraid of witnessing the suffering and death of those who are close to me. And no doubt I project these fears on those around me and those to come, which makes it impossible for me to understand why everyone isn't an antinatalist, just as I have to assume pronatalists can't understand why everyone isn't like them.