Michael Jordan Quotes

I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar!

And seem to walk on wings, and tread in air.

I just want that sensation you have in dreams when you fly to be real.

Birds have wings; they're free; they can fly where they want when they want. They have the kind of mobility many people envy.

You have escaped the cage. Your wings are stretched out. Now fly.

Walking I am unbound, and find that precious unity of life and imagination, that silent outgoing self, which is so easy to loose, but which a high moments seems to start up again from the deepest rhythms of my own body. How often have I had this longing for an infinite walk - of going unimpeded, until the movement of my body as I walk fell into the flight of streets under my feet - until I in my body and the world in its skin of earth were blended into a single act of knowing.

I've always been fascinated by everything with wings.

I defy gravity.

Whenever I dream about flying, it's the best feeling in the world.

It's like a bird. If he knew what he was doing, he would fall.

Flying is like the ultimate superpower; it's just, like, the coolest thing.

I'm very comfortable in the air. And if you're really in love with flight, you're in love to a certain extent with being outside of the body, not grounded. The problem is, if you're not in your body, you can't actually feel anything particularly authentically.

I like the idea of taking off like a bird.

When I ran, I felt like a butterfly that was free.

My dad has given me the best gift anyone has ever given me. He gave me wings to fly.

Your dreams are what define your individuality. They have the power to give you wings and make you fly high.

I must've been a bird in some previous lifetime. I feel like I'm called to flying - the convenience and the beauty of it. That feeling of soaring would be empowering.

I don't have feathers, but I feel like a bird sometimes.

The reason that angels fly is that they take themselves so lightly.

Now I'm free of him and I'm light as a feather. There's no weight holding me down; I'm ready to spread my wings and fly.

When books are opened, we discover that we have wings

Let us go forth, the tellers of tales, and seize whatever prey the heart long for, and have no fear. Everything exists, everything is true, and the earth is only a little dust under our feet.

I am the hawk and there's blood in my feathers, but time is still turning they soon will be dry. And all those who see me and all who believe in me, share in the freedom I feel when I fly.

You seemed so far away," Miss Honey whispered, awestruck. "Oh, I was. I was flying past the stars on silver wings," Matilda said. "It was wonderful.

I don't feel like it's pressure. It's more of an obligation - not to entertain or be funny, but to have a certain levity. I mean, there's got to be a lightness in your leg. You have to be as light as you can be, and you don't have to be weighted down, stuck in your emotions and stuck in your body, stuck in your head. You just want to try and elevate something.