George Jean Nathan Quotes

Velvet and gilding do not make a throne, nor gold and jewels a scepter. It is a throne because the most exalted one sits there,—and a scepter because the most mighty one wields it.

'Flower' is about the sublime.

When I'm flying, the big stage is the best time to show it.

Airplanes are the most beautiful when they are in the air.

I know of nothing sublime which is not some modification of power.

Joy and amazement of the beauty and grandeur of this world of which man can just form a faint notion.

No one can realize how substantial the air is, until he feels its supporting power beneath him. It inspires confidence at once.

God has thickly strewn infinity with grandeur.

Water is the grand epic of creation; and there is not a human soul but feels the influence of its majesty, its power, or its beauty.

The concept of Queen is to be regal and majestic. Glamour is part of us and we want to be dandy.

the stars seemed near enough to touch and never before have i seen so many. i always believed the lure of flying is the lure of beauty, but i was sure of it that night.

Leave glory to great folks. Ah, castles in the air cost a vast deal to keep up!

I will build you a castle with a tower so high it reaches the moon.

The Republican Party would have the American flag and the swastika flying side by side.

It is the small men and not the great who hold their noses in the air.

Half-heartedne ss doesn't reach into majesty.

A dim consciousness of infinite mystery and grandeur lies beneath all the commonplace of life . There is an awfulness and a majesty around us, in all our little worldliness .

I suppose I could think of a lot of things to say about the fact that I still play. But I don't really need to. I can tell you this, that I enjoy it. I still enjoy it. I like to get out in the air and I like to walk and I like to do the things that are involved in playing golf.

Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly is there wasn't someone, somewhere, laughing?

Though, as he was torn into a pink upper air, she was a good craft to ride in, for her belly was firm and her breasts enabled a flying man good hold and emotions of heady safety. . . . Steering her peasant tits he bounded off stars.

The spectator, as he walks the gallery, will stop, or pass along. To give a general air of grandeur at first view, all trifling, or artful play of little lights, or an attention to a variety of tints is to be avoided; a quietness and simplicity must reign over the whole work, to which a breadth of uniform and simple color will very much contribute.

I love to see those paragliders weaving softly around Moon Point, their legs floating above you in the air. When they drift in for a landing, their feet touch the ground and they trot forward from the continued motion of the glider, which billows down like a setting sun. I never get tired of watching them and I've seen them thousands of times. I always wondered what that kind of freedom would feel like.

What wonders lie in every mountain day!

For the first time I was flying by jet propulsion. No engine vibrations. No torque and no lashing sound of the propeller. Accompanied by a whistling sound, my jet shot through the air. Later when asked what it felt like, I said, "It felt as though angels were pushing".