My soul is in the sky. – William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

At 13,000 feet nothing else matters. – Author Unknown

Ah, if he could have plunged up into the clouds, so as to sweep thereon through the undulating heavens over the boundless earth!—ah, if he could have floated with the flower-fragrance over the flowers,—could have streamed with the wind over the summits, through the woods! – Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography,

You know you’re a skydiver when you know what the lines mean on a weather map. – Author Unknown