Lynda Barry Quotes

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

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

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, flat out hate its guts.

To say that its wrong to feel this way is not the point; you do feel it. All you see is a flash of fire and, depending on your altitude, you don't even see that sometimes.

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

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

I still felt like I might hurl, and I thought about how awful that would be in midair.

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.

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 hate planes.

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

I don't want to be in a position that could make me vomit, like air travel. I've purloined airsick bags and stuffed them everywhere, just in case I ever feel the need to throw up. I haven't vomited since 1977, but I think about it all the time. I recognize that it's irrational, but I'd rather jump out of a window than vomit.

I took a Fear of Flying class, and I always missed the class, because I was always flying.

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

If the plane moves, some turbulence, I am nervous flyer.

Brighton gives me the heebie-jeebies. When I'm near the seafront I can't sleep, I can't eat.

Every time I see him [on TV], I get sick to my stomach and want to throw up.

I love the storm and fear the calm.

I lived with uncertainty.

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.

Getting on a plane and discovering that your seat belt won't fit around you was a moment of extreme horror. It was very hard to ignore.

I don't really love roller coasters because I feel like they're filled with germs and make me nauseous.