Morning Is Yellow Like A Desk Is Square
He always wanted to explain things. But no one cared. So he drew. Sometimes he would draw and it wasn't anything. He wanted to carve it in stone or write it in the sky. He would lie out on the grass and look up in the sky. And it would be only him and the sky and the things inside him that needed saying. And it was after that he drew the picture. It was a beautiful picture. He kept it under his pillow and would let no one see it. And he would look at it every night and think about it. And when it was dark, and his eyes were closed, he could still see it. And it was all of him. And he loved it. When he started school he brought it with him. Not to show anyone, but just to have with him like a friend. It was funny about school. He sat in a square brown desk Like all the other square brown desks And he thought it should be red And his room was a square brown room. Like all the other rooms. And it was tight and close. And stiff. He hated to hold the pencil and chalk, With his arm stiff and his feet flat on the floor. Stiff. With the teacher watching and watching. The teacher came and spoke to him. She told him to wear a tie like all the other boys. He said he didn't like them. And she said it didn't matter. After that they drew. And he drew all yellow and it was the way he felt about morning. And it was beautiful. The teacher came and smiled at him. 'What's this?' she said. 'Why don't you draw something like Ken's drawing? Isn't it beatiful?' After that his mother bought him a tie. And he always drew airplanes and rocket ships like everyone else. And he threw the old picture away. And when he lay alone looking at the sky, It was big and blue and all of everything, But he wasn't anymore. He was square inside. And brown. And his hands were stiff. And he was like everyone else. And the things inside him that needed saying didn't need it anymore. It had stopped pushing. It was crushed. Stiff. Like everything else.
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The pictures of airplanes flying into buildings, fires burning, huge structures collapsing, have filled us with disbelief, terrible sadness and a quiet, unyielding anger. referring to the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon
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Top Gun Rules of Engagement
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We train young men to drop fire on people, yet their commanders won't allow them to write fuck on their airplanes because it's obscene.
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If any foreign minister begins to defend to the death a peace conference, you can be sure his government has already placed its orders for new battleships and airplanes.
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If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes.
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You know the oxygen masks on airplanes ? I don't think there's really any oxygen. I think they're just to muffle the screams.
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Airplane Runway
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We've got to figure these things a little bit different than most people. Y'know, there's something about going out in a plane that beats any ...
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We are reaching cruising altitude
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Airplanes are interesting toys but of no military value.
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Please keep your seat belt fastened while the captain taxis
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I feel about airplanes the way I feel about diets. It seems to me they are wonderful things for other people to go on.
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In the event of sudden loss of cabin pressure…..
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Flight Instructor on Duty
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Airplane Hanger
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Why are there flotation devices under seats in airplanes instead of parachutes?
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'Take the cylinders out of my kidneys, The connecting-rod out of my brain,...
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I feel about airplanes the way I feel about diets. It seems to me that they are wonderful things for other people to go on.
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We've been slaves to our tools since the first caveman made the first knife to help him get his supper. After that there was no going back, and we built till our machines were ten million times more powerful than ourselves. We gave ourselves cars when we might have learned to run; we made airplanes when we might have grown wings; and then the inevitable. We made a machine our God.
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We’d like to thank you folks for flying with us today
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My movies were the kind they show in prisons and airplanes, because nobody can leave.
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The sky is my playground
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Weather at our destination is 80 degrees with some broken clouds
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We should have a smooth and uneventful flight. Now sit back and relax
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I realized that If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes.
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Welcome to Flight #293, Nonstop From ….. to …..
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Fly me to the moon
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This is your captain speaking
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Come Fly With Me
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