The air that angels breathe

The air that angels breathe

“The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn’t it be? —it is the same the angels breathe.”

— Mark Twain, Roughing It, Chapter XXII, 1886.

My soul is in the sky

My soul is in the sky.  ~William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Man must rise

Man must rise above the Earth—to the top of the atmosphere and beyond—for only thus will he fully understand the world in which he lives.

— Socrates
Lovers of air

Lovers of air travel find it exhilarating to hang poised between the illusion of immortality and the fact of death.  ~Alexander Chase, “Perspectives,” 1966
There is no flying without wings

There is no flying without wings.

— French proverb

Courage is the price

Courage is the price that life extracts for granting peace. The soul that knows it not, knows no release from little things.
The soul that knows it not knows no release from little things.
Knows not the livid loneliness of fear,
Nor mountain heights, where bitter joy can hear
The sound of wings.

— Amelia Earhart
Once you have learned

Once you have learned to fly your plane, it is far less fatiguing to fly than it is to drive a car.  You don’t have to watch every second for cats, dogs, children, lights, road signs, ladies with baby carriages and citizens who drive out in the middle of the block against the lights…. Nobody who has not been up in the sky on a glorious morning can possibly imagine the way a pilot feels in free heaven.  ~William T. Piper
I fly beause

I fly because it releases my mind from the tyranny of petty things.  ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery

A rare kind of human

Pilots are a rare kind of human.  They leave the ordinary surface of the word, to purify their soul in the sky, and they come down to earth, only after receiving the communion of the infinite.  ~Jose Maria Velasco Ibarra

To put your life in danger

To put your life in danger from time to time… breeds a saneness in dealing with day-to-day trivialities.

— Nevil Shute, ‘Slide Rule: The Autobiography of an Engineer.’

within all of us

Within all of us is a varying amount of space lint and star dust, the residue from our creation. Most are too busy to notice it, and it is stronger in some than others. It is strongest in those of us who fly and is responsible for an unconscious, subtle desire to slip into some wings and try for the elusive boundaries of our origin.

— K O Eckland,
I have lifted

I have lifted my plane . . . for perhaps a thousand flights and I have never felt her wheels glide from the Earth into the air without knowing the uncertainty and the exhilaration of first-born adventure.

— Beryl Markham

Sometimes I feel

Sometimes I feel a strange exhilaration up here which seems to come from something beyond the mere stimulus of flying. It is a feeling of belonging to the sky, of owning and being owned — if only for a moment – by the air I breathe. It is akin to the well known claim of the swallow: each bird staking out his personal bug-strewn slice of heaven, his inviolate property of the blue.

— Guy Murchie, ‘Song of the Sky,’ 1954.
Joy flights

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