There is an art, or rather a knack to flying. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. – Douglas Adams, Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
I always thought that my airplane conveyed a silent sermon. To the earthbound observer, its silhouette was the shape of the cross on which Jesus was crucified. – E.R. Trimble
At last is Hector stretchd upon the plain, Who feard no vengeance for Patroclus slain: Then, Prince! You should have feard, what now you feel; Achilles absent was Achilles still: Yet a short space the great avenger stayed, Then low in dust thy strength and glory laid. – Homer
