Bryan Andrews and Brian Larsen, "Jack Learns to Jump Good",Samurai Jack, (March 1, 2002)
Of course theNeverlands vary a good deal. John’s, for instance, had alagoon with flamingoes flying over it at which John was shooting, while Michael, who was verysmall, had a flamingo with lagoons flying over it.
Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.
This quotation was first used in print (and misattributed toLeonardo da Vinci) in a science fiction story published in 1975,The Storms of Windhaven. One of the authors,Lisa Tuttle, remembers that the quote was suggested by science fiction writerBen Bova, who says he believes he got the quote from a TV documentary narrated by Fredric March, presumablyI, Leonardo da Vinci, written byJohn H. Secondari for the seriesSaga of Western Man, which aired on 23 February 1965. Bova incorrectly assumed that he was quoting da Vinci. The probable author isJohn Hermes Secondari (1919-1975), American author and television producer.
Across the narrow beach we flit, One little sand-piper and I; And fast I gather, bit by bit, The scattered drift-wood, bleached and dry, The wild waves reach their hands for it, The wild wind raves, the tide runs high, As up and down the beach we flit, One little sand-piper and I.
Celia Thaxter,The Sand-Piper, reported inHoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 690.
For some years I have been afflicted with the belief that flight is possible to man.
A flight ticket is a paper or electronic document that contains passenger information as well as flight information, including origin and destination, flight time, arrival time, and flight number.
The person who merely watches the flight of a bird gathers the impression that the bird has nothing to think of but the flapping of its wings. As a matter of fact this is a very small part of itsmental labor. To even mention all the things the bird must constantly keep in mind in order to fly securely through the air would take a considerable part of the evening. If I take this piece of paper, and after placing it parallel with the ground, quickly let it fall, it will not settle steadily down as a staid, sensible piece of paper ought to do, but it insists on contravening every recognized rule of decorum, turning over and darting hither and thither in the most erratic manner, much after the style of an untrained horse. Yet this is the style of steed that men must learn to manage before flying can become an everyday sport. The bird has learned this art of equilibrium, and learned it so thoroughly that its skill is not apparent to our sight. We only learn to appreciate it when we try to imitate it.