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Hawk was a fucking selfless savior, practically a saint. Where were his wings?
Seagulls ... slim yachts of the element.
What good are wings without the courage to fly?
This, my first [bicycle] had an intrinsic beauty. And it opened for me an era of all but flying, which roads emptily crossing theairy, gold-gorsy Common enhanced. Nothing since has equalled that birdlike freedom.
Try a RainWing. They're always asleep.
If, sir, men were all virtuous, I should with great alacrity teach them all to fly. But what would be the security of the good if the bad could at pleasure invade them from the sky? Against an army sailing through the clouds neither wall, nor mountains, nor seas could afford any security.
Here they come, a tilting! Five hundred mailed and belted knights on bicycles!
Adventures of Robin Hood, The Sea Hawk,
Connor Broekhart was born to fly, or more accurately he was born flying.
Flight, its upper and lower wings spread wide, its toy-car wheels resting lightly on the grass, its long tail tapering behind. The weather was fine with gentle breezes, and the little aircraft trembled in the wind,
But these, wide-finned in silver, roaring, the light mist of their propellers in the sun, these do not move like sharks. They move like nothing there has ever been. They move like mechanized doom.
Dark wings, dark words.
The NightWings are going to set their heads on fire," Qibli agreed. "No, wait. They're going to set the closest IceWing's head on fire. Winter, I hope your skull is as thick as it looks.
Ill news are swallow-winged, but what is good walks on crutches.
The air was soon thick with flying gnomes.
Everyone has their wings, it just so happens that mine are black.
With birds flying around, man's desire for having wings rises to infinite!
I would say that my downswing mirrors the path of my backswing pretty closely.
Oh dear, oh dear, that our frames should lack Wings with which to match our soaring spirit,
Nightwindflyhighfreeeeeee.
called The Flying Haldemans: Pity the Poor Private Pilot.
out of my way cakesniffers
Butterflys are free
We momentarily discover our wings under life-threatening circumstances
From this vantage point in the summer, the countryside below is a dreaming checkerboard over which it seems that one could, with a running start, spread one's arms and fly.
Flying prevails whenever a man and his airplane are put to a test of maximum performance.
a cloud of black-and-orange butterflies for the Mullendores.
The peloton was Facebook on wheels-and during this period, information was flying.
I flutter all ways, and fly in none.
Bat, pigeon, ravens - I don't care about distinctions right now. Any fluttery, flappy thing is not cool with me.
A pigeon flying with the ravens will start to caw!
It is difficult to fly without wings.
There's nothing better than being able to give your children wings so they can soar and fly in the direction they want to go in.
For what is falling to a flyer but a pleasant reminder, a firm affirmation of wings.
Beware of those angels with their wings glued on.
The men in this book are fictitious characters but their counterparts can be found in cockpits all over the world. Now they are flying a war. Tomorrow they will be flying a peace, for, regardless of the world's condition, flying is their life.
On the bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily.
I fly on the wings of love.
Poised for flight, Wings spread bright, Spring from night into the Sun.
A person should have wings to carry them where their dreams go, but sometimes a pair of skis makes a good substitute.
You've got to jump off cliffs and build your wings on the way down.
shopping trolleys
I am the hawk and there's blood in my feathers, but time is still turning they soon will be dry. And all those who see me and all who believe in me, share in the freedom I feel when I fly.
Let geese
Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release
From dusty bondage into luminous air.
I can always use a good chest fly in my life
I am one wing and you are equally the other
Kind of like Batman. On a motorcycle.
At a wavering instant the swallows gave way to bats
By the Ponte Vecchio ...
Changing guard.
A skittish motorbike with a touch of blood in it is better than all the riding animals on earth, because of its logical extension of our faculties, and the hint, the provocation, to excess conferred by its honeyed untiring smoothness.
the large black birds swirling and dispersing over
I was crossing the English Channel with a carbon-fiber wing on my back.
Thugly the Tormentor of Young Pilots.
Fly, Abraxos," she breathed.
Abraxos sucked in a great breath, tucked his wings in tight, and fell off the side of the post.
He liked to do that - just tumble off as though he'd been struck dead.
Her wyvern, it seemed, had a wicked sense of humor.
If you want to fly, you have to flap your own wings!
Let me fly with you.Fly-- Sylvia Plath
Helicopters - "ghetto birds," as the other residents called them -
Of AIM Sparrow and AIM Sidewinder missiles, nestled under the wings, hummed as they powered on,
. . . doesn't it seem odd that Gowing's always coming and Cummings' always going?
Just for fun I flew in huge banking arcs, taking deep breaths, enjoying the feel of my newly weightless hair. The stylist had called it "wind tossed."
If only she knew.
A rune, hovering like an angel: a shape like two wings joined by a single bar.
For more than fifty years, or long before the Wright brothers took up their part, would-be "conquerors of the air" and their strange or childish flying machines, as described in the press, had served as a continuous source of popular comic relief.
There was the sky, filled with flat-topped clouds, cruising like a fleet of anvils across the blue. George
I'm spreading my wings at last.
On wings of wind came flying all abroad.
All right boys, let's sail away! Show those bastards how airship pirates fly a ship!
Horses lend us the wings we lack.
Don't sweat, don't cry, we don't need no wings to fly.
It's ill guessing what the bats are flying after.
I'm butterflying positive
Belatedly, Clary recalled something. "I thought you guys said only some of the vampire bikes could fly?" ... [Jace:]"Only some of them can!" "How did you know this was one of them?" "I didn't!" he shouted gleefully ...
Thing is, I am not a big fan of hovers. I firmly believe that if man was meant to fly we'd have feathers, rubber bones, or better insurance coverage.
Beliel gets the picture and takes off into the night sky. Apparently, his evil health plan covers wing injuries because his wings seem to work just fine.
Sometimes when you are falling down, you grow wings to fly.
Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers.
You don't need wings to fly.
When a caterpillar bursts from its cocoon and discovers it has wings, it does not sit idly, hoping to one day turn back. It flies.
Would a fly without wings be called a walk?
There are only two words with four letters which can make us fly: Wing and Love.
I don't think I gave 'Wings' its due. I was young. I wanted to light the world on fire.
Ropes of silver gliding from sunny thunder into freshness.
Each flies with its own kind: pigeon with pigeon, hawk with hawk.
Bicycles are the new rollerblades, talentless is the new talented, and I'm in hog heaven.
I give you my wings.
...a herd of motorcycles.
With snow came the kites, once the rulers of Kabul's winter skies, now timid trespassers in territory claimed by streaking rockets and fighter jets.
When the time comes, for you to own the wings forever. Never hesitate to fight and stay on the ground, with the fear of losing few feathers.
The good butterflies started to beat the shit out of the bad butterflies.
The men of my race arrive on wingless, eyeless ships.
The hawk is aerial brother of the wave which he sails over and surveys, those his perfect air-inflated wings answering to the elemental unfledged pinions of the sea.
Flies conquer the flypaper.
My wings are always black.
I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings. Coming down is the hardest thing.
Time is passing : not leaden stepping
But sprinting on winged feet,
Quick silver slipping by.
Men with wings. Angels of the Apocalypse. Supernatural beings who've pulverized the modern world and killed millions, maybe even billions, of people. And here's one of the horrors, right in front of me.
All those golden autumn days the sky was full of wings. Wings beating low over the blue water of Silver Lake, wings beating high in the blue air far above it ... bearing them all away to the green fields in the South.
Sometimes you try to fly and you fall. Remember your falls are not fatal, they're just a little painful. Endure the pain, clean the blood stain, you'll surely gain! Get up and fly again!
Against these turbid turquoise skies
The light and luminous blloons
Dip and drift like satin moons,
Drift like silken butterflies
They were jet, those wings, as deep as the sky, as black as Eoduin's hair - no, blacker, for they were dull, unoiled. They gave off no sheen in the light, no gleam to the eye. They drank up the light and diminished it: they were wings of pure shadow.
If I'm an angel, paint me with black wings.
Scars heal when you learn to FLY.
F(irst) L(ove) Y(ourself).