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Balloons, all blown up. How, where and why he got
You jump off a cliff and you assemble an airplane on the way down.
Come to the edge.
We might fall.
Come to the edge.
It's too high!
COME TO THE EDGE!
And they came
And he pushed
And they flew.
You have to risk falling to be able to fly.
Some guy once told me that skydiving is like cutting your throat and seeing if you can get to the doctor before you bleed to death.
What do you call falling when the world is standing upside down?
And falling's just another way to fly.
I often say if men were meant to fly we would have been born with either feathers and wings or at the very least parachutes that pop out of our butts.
First you jump off the cliff and you build wings on the way down. RAY BRADBURY Prolific American author of science fiction and fantasy
How do they rise up?
In their dreams they touch, they intertwine, it's more like a collision, and that is the end of flying. They fall to earth, fouled parachutists, botched and cindery angels, love streaming out behind them like torn silk. Enemy groundfire comes up to meet them.
Jump, then grow wings on the way down.
That's like leaping off a precipice and trying to knit yourself a parachute on the way down.
When the person with a chokehold on your soul says, "Jump," you pack your parachute and hope for a soft landing.
We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.
The question: What color is my parachute?
The answer: blood red, brains gray, sludge black.
As one, they leap, laughing, and that is where we leave them - mouths open, arms spread wide, fingers splayed to take in the whole world, bodies flying high in defiance of gravity, as if they will never fall.
what is made to fly will not do well trapped on the ground,
A pair of legs engineered to defy the laws of physics and a mindset to master the most epic of splits.
Those you cannot teach to fly, teach to fall faster.
What falls but never breaks; what breaks but never falls?
Don't just fly, soar.
Balloon: Thing to take meteroric observations and commit suicide with.
The answer is flying not crying ... Every flight begins with a fall.
Just because nobody complains doesn't mean all parachutes are perfect.
Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.
Beads of blood defied gravity, hanging in the air like drops of dew caught in a web.
Coming down under a parachute is quite different as well. You hit the ground pretty hard, but all the systems work very well to keep it from hurting, so it doesn't even hurt when you hit. It was a great experience to be able to do both.
Falling does not cover the speed and abruptness of being thrown from less than ten feet high.
When you fall so many times, you become the master of flight.
Hasty climbers have sudden falls.
One minute you're on top
The next you're not watch it drop
Making your heart stop
Just before you hit the floor
Jump and let's build our wings on the way down
The bigger they are, the harder they fall. And the better the world liked seeing them fall.
But like balloons, they were excessively buoyant, and if you weren't careful, they floated away.
I was skydiving horizontally.
Suddenly, I found myself running along the rooftop, leaping and falling. Falling until I caught the zip-line handle and then I was zooming, flying across the sky. I released the precious glass ball, not even glancing down to see it shatter.
No air, no balloons!
When you have dived off a cliff, your only hope is to press for the abolition of gravity.
Falling is one of the ways of moving.
At 10,000 feet, the 3 parachutes would come out, a little lower the pressure of the atmosphere outside was greater than inside, and we could smell the salt air and it was very encouraging to return to earth.
Used as kites, these rigid stable aeroplanes are superior to the very best cellular kites I can make; they are lighter, pull harder per square foot, attain a greater angle of elevation, and have fewer parts.
I was a pilot and flying hang gliders, paragliders, aerobatics airplanes, and then I discovered skydiving. Free fall. Free. With nothing around you, just a parachute on your back. And you go down. But you don't feel like you're going down. Total freedom.
Great ideas need landing gear as well as wings.
The taller they are, the longer they fall.
You can only jump so far until you break your leg. You can only land so hard until something explodes.
if you ask me, the best way to go about flying is to cut the strings tying you down
Life has taught me that to fly, you must first accept the possibility of falling.
Falling is the first step in learning how to fly.
Feeling like a paratrooper about to jump, knowing my chute was packed by people who don't care how hard I land.
We're sprinting at the speed of light when the ground gives way and we rise into the air as if racing up stairs.
Everybody falls, and we all land somewhere.
Those who don't jump will never fly.
Skysurfing is skydiving with a board on the feet. You can imagine with this big surface of a skysurfing board, there is a lot of force, a lot of power. Of course, I can use this power, for example, for nice spinning - we call it 'helicopter moves.'
In a jump, the subject, in a sudden burst of energy, overcomes gravity. He cannot simultaneously control his expressions, his facial and his limb muscles. The mask falls. The real self becomes visible. One only has to snap it with the camera.
I know what happens a the end of falling-landing
The moment when kite becomes free, it will fall down!
Air. Air is really, really awesome.
Thunderstorms and rainbows wrapped together in a convenient pocket-sized parcel.
Ropes of silver gliding from sunny thunder into freshness.
Catching my breath. I watch them go. I watch them disregard gravity, the ground, and the distance between us. And though an old feeling, one of the wings, haunts my shoulder blades, I stay pinned to the window. I've learned that I cannot go with them
it was sucking fall to the ground, and it
In midair, dangling lost above the world.
It flew towards the roof of the net like a Wurlitzer
You've gotta learn to love the falling, because it's all about falling.
He was on the edge of a cliff. And he wasn't jumping, he was diving, a huge swan dive, like those famous cliff-top divers in some exotic place he'd seen on television once. Only they landed safely, bodies cutting into seawater like knife blades.
And his dive was a killing one.
In our gliding experiments we had had a number of experiences in which we had landed upon one wing, but the crushing of the wing had absorbed the shock, so that we were not uneasy about the motor in case of a landing of that kind.
Into the sky to win or die.
Leap and grow your wings on the way down
Precarious, life is. A flying leap. A sweep of hand. A star flung across the night. A lucky catch in this whirling juggling circus act.
From Steam Drills, Treadmills, and Shooting Stars
No matter how much time you spend climbing up, you may still fall in an instant.
If at first you don't succeed ... So much for skydiving.
The higher they fly the harder they fall.
Prepared to fly, even if she has to loose her legs to do it
The higher up, the harder the fall.
Man has been thrown into the world. It had always made him think of Icarus and those other great tumblers, Ixion, Phaeton, Tantalus - all these jumpers without parachutes from a world of gods and heroes.
The history of our times calls to mind those Walt Disney characters who rush madly over the edge of a cliff without seeing it, so that the power of their imagination keeps them suspended in mid-air; but as soon as they look down and see where they are, they fall.
One goes up in a plane knowing, sometimes, that not all of you is going to come down.
When you're jumping so high for something so far up in the sky, you have to know that there is definitely someone there who can catch you, someone who knows how to catch you and when.
From a little boat, to a big boat, to a helicopter, to an airplane.
Excrement, meet air-moving device.
With the wings of imagination, don't be afraid to fly.
She soars on her own wings.
Free diving is not entirely free: to go down you leave behind
I did not just fall in love. I made a parachute jump.
All human things hang on a slender thread, the strongest fall with a sudden crash.
Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground
Don't be afraid to fall. Your wings will catch you.
What if I fall? Oh, but darling, what if you fly?
In a long journey straw waighs.
Falling and flying are near identical sensations, in all but one final detail.
They stumble that run fast.
For what is falling to a flyer but a pleasant reminder, a firm affirmation of wings.
Discover the force of the skies O Men: once recognised it can be put to use.
I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings. Coming down is the hardest thing.
Surprising how many people assumed that when a helicopter failed it simply rotored on down. Truth was, it fell with the aerodynamics of a grand piano.
If only those humans knew how to "be" this elevated! Touching the sky, flying high!
Women have been looking for a cape and have been handed an apron for centuries.
But here was a man who wanted to help women swing their apron around, let it flutter down their backs and watch them soar through the clear blue skies
Beth's fingers trembled in his hair, and her forehead dropped against his. A heavy, wet tear fell onto Lincoln's lips, and he licked it. He pulled her close, as close as he could. Like he didn't care for the moment whether she could breathe. Like there were two of them and only one parachute.
The feeling that no matter what happened or what I did, there was someplace safe to fall.