Best 209 of Fly quotes - MyQuotes
Don’t shout the dreams out.. let it be done by your deeds; stay calm and fly high.
To fly Boeing or not to fly Boeing, that is the question.
Vineet Raj Kapoor
Afraid even to look at the sky The birds of cage do seldom fly
A. D. Posey
A masterpiece does not unfurl its wings immediately. It takes time. It will fly when it is ready.
Don’t ever use a shovel to swat a fly.
You don’t see someone flying and you begin to bite yourself for not being able to do that. You do what you can.
If only our eyes were silver feathered wings, undoubtedly, we would lash-lift our shimmered lids to the highest of life's limitless heights...then innately, instinctively, intentionally we would fly.
The greatest weight a bird has to drop before it can fly is fear.
Endless ocean, blue water, dreamy sky, tranquil beach, love in the air, mind fly high.
The deeper your thoughts, the clearer your dreams. The clearer your dreams, the higher you fly. Decide to fly!
A dove struggling in a storm grows stronger than an eagle soaring in sunshine.
Random thoughts that fly away. Where words has no place to stay. Let it be right where they are. Let the work of art preserve its life.
Wings can only fly as long as the bird flies Soul blackens when you put on vestment of lies White candle wax cries for ignitable wick Jealous people burn to make your heart feel sick
There is a whisper of light if you can hear Louder than sound of darkness you never fear Numb sky’s muteness leaves you hard of hearing Senses wish to fly feelings disappearing
Bird has to fly with their own wings; we have to think our own thoughts, find our own destiny.
Sometimes to change a situation you are in requires you to take a giant leap. But, you won't be able to fly unless you are willing to transform.
You are an egg that became an eaglet, you managed to walk but within, you have the capacity to soar!
C. Joybell C
I hope I never hold anyone down; I hope I never cut someone's wings. I hope I never take anyone's freedom; I hope I never cover someone's eyes and ears. I hope that I never keep anyone from having their true love; I hope that I never cage someone's heart. I hope to be the wind and the air; the window and the song; the field in which love may roam, run and then bury itself.
Giovannie De Sadeleer
A bird never learns to fly when it is locked in a cage.
The characters of mythologies are like superman or spider-man who have infinite power and infinite goodness. When people try to imitate God, they fail miserably. You have to be stupid to jump from a hundred storey building like Superman in the hope that you will be able to fly like him.
You can run with turkeys, but it takes greater strength to fly with eagles.
And then one day she left me. She left me as the pigeon leaves the window to fly in the wide blue sky.
You cannot bribe a bird to stop flying, even if you offer it the whole world.
You're back where you swore yourself you wouldn't be The familiar shackles you can't tell from your own skin Your head's under water when you learned to swim On a road to hell, congratulations, you're free...
Did you ever think that maybe we’re like that?” she asks me. I smile into the dark. How many times have I thought of myself as the ocean? “You think we’re like water?” Gemma sits up. The salty wind coming off the water snaps her hair around her shoulders. With one hand in the middle of my chest, she tries to push me into the sand. I’m strong enough to hold her off, but I don’t want to. I willingly collapse back and she crawls over me. Holding a smile on her face, she slips her legs on either side of my hips and settles her weight on me. In a voice thin as smoke, she says, “Well, maybe that’s how we start. Maybe, in the beginning, we’re nothing but a theoretical vast and empty sea with this huge open sky above us.” Her hands press down on my stomach and her fingers pull at the bottom of my shirt. She leans forward until her breasts are rubbing against me and her mouth is almost touching the skin of my neck. “Then slowly,” she continues, “over time, the currents change and we build up these continents inside our bodies.” Now her fingers walk a path from my bellybutton to my sternum. “And eventually, we have canyons and deserts and trees and beaches and all sorts of places where we can go and live.” I suck in a breath as Gemma flattens her hand on the skin just above my heart and kisses me just below my ear. Then she turns her face, fitting the crown of her head beneath my jaw and says, “Most of the time we’re safe on the land, but sometimes we get sucked out to sea. What do you think happens then?” I think about everything we’ve shared today. I think about Gemma and me. And how it feels like the geography inside of my own body is changing, how it’s been changing from the moment I met her. Maybe even before that. And I think about the continents we’re building between us. The bridges of land moving from her fingers to mine and the valleys and mountains formed by her lips on my skin and her words in my head. I use both of my hands to cup her face and pull her to my mouth. I press my lips to hers, parting her mouth and drinking in her breath. “I think you’d have to start swimming.” A minute of silence ticks by. Over the low drone of the waves on the beach, she whispers, “And what if you can’t swim very well?” I think for a minute. “Then you fly.
You never needed wings to fly, You only needed love.
Children dwell in their dreams. Get them the wings and they'll fly.
When the wind is against you, like a kite, have your chord of faith rooted and you would fly highest ever.
A. D. Posey
Her words are her wings. She's flying.
Gaiman provides some additional insights via these comments in his script for chapter 5: “What I want to do here, without destroying the story as an adventure yarn, is grab the subtext and make it text, grab the metaphor and make it text; allow that we’re spinning a metafiction and see how far we can push that fact before it collapses in on itself. Which is going to be hard; good fantasy is as delicate as butterfly wings, and just as liable to crumble if improperly handled, leaving you with something that can no longer fly.
I'm still looking for someone Who said they were here for me, And I thought I was once there for you. But when troubles are nearer than friends, And the road comes to an end, What could I do? I wish I could fly away like you.
You are sled kite that flies in all directions. I can't catch up with you and be the infinite thread tied along.
A poetess is not as selfish as you assume. After months of agonising over her marriage of words—the bride— and spaces—the groom, she knows that as soon as she has penned the poem, it’s yours to consume. So, without giving it a think, she blows on the ink and the letters fly away like dandelions on a windy day, landing on hands and lips, on hearts and hips. But more often than not, you can easily spot them trodden and forgotten, becoming sodden and rotten. Yet, she will continue to make what’s others to take because selfishness is not the mark of a poetess.
If I had wings I would fly, I'd soar on high where only eagles dare I'd let them rip, I'd let them tear, until all that remained was me bare.
Man is now able to fly through the air like a bird, he is able to swim under the sea like a fish, he is able burrow beneath the ground like a mole. Now if only he could walk the earth like a man, this would be paradise.
But I remember thinking it seemed cruel that a bird should be punished for believing it could fly.
Emory R. Frie
Neither of us could stay within an enclosed cage for long.
A person with low standards will forever be walking. A person with high standard will soon stop walking and start running. Later, they’ll soon stop running and start galloping. The next time you see him, he’s either flying or soaring.
A. D. Posey
Be still in peace and reach your highest peak.
The greatest weight a bird gives up when preparing to fly is fear.
A. D. Posey
Every day is not a day to master but an adventure to experience.
If your thoughts are higher than your problems, you can fly above them.
Only foolish fishes wish to fly!
i am so crammed full of fears that if you were to touch me i might either fly or break.
Sitting makes us think of standing Our current stance keeps on demanding We wish to fly without the wings Puppets move before pulling the strings
Mehmet Murat Ildan
We fly with our dreams, we fall with our hesitations!
For really there is nothing like wings for getting you into trouble. But, on the other hand, if you are in trouble, there is nothing like wings for getting you out of it.
With crippled wings, sometimes you have to fall to fly. - The Malwatch
Unjustified ambition kills value, Kills someone else's desire to fly, Cuts their wings, sucks their air. If there is nothing else, it eats its own life.
Michael Bassey Johnson
Love should not cause suffocation and death if it is truly love. Don't bundle someone into an uncomfortable cage just because you want to ensure their safety in your life. The bird knows where it belongs, and will never fly to a wrong nest.