“I was staying in a hotel in San Francisco for a couple of nights, before flying back to the UK. My hotel was a desperate grey block made from paper and people’s screams. At night the sound of strangers having icy sex echoed off the building and poured through the broken air conditioning, like tiny daggers I couldn't see, reminding me of just the tip of what I was missing.” PeopleMadeNightSexSoundAirMissingBuildingBrokenCouplePaperStrangerTinyFlyingBlockDesperateHotelStayingScreamGreySan FranciscoConditioningRemindingIcyDaggersAir Conditioning Author:Craig Stone
“Have you ever been up in your plane at night, alone, somewhere, 20,000 feet above the ocean?... Did you ever hear music up there?... It's the music a man's spirit sings to his heart, when the earth's far away and there isn't any more fear. It's the high, fine, beautiful sound of an earth-bound creature who grew wings and flew up high and looked straight into the face of the future. And caught, just for an instant, the unbelievable vision of a free man in a free world.” MenWorldHeartEarthBeautifulFacesJoySpiritNightSoundFreedomVisionFeetFineGrewCreaturesOceanWingsBoundsCaughtFlyingPlanesInstantFar AwayUnbelievableFlewFree ManFree WorldNights AloneFlew Up Author:Dalton Trumbo
“For the first time I was flying by jet propulsion. No engine vibrations. No torque and no lashing sound of the propeller. Accompanied by a whistling sound, my jet shot through the air. Later when asked what it felt like, I said, "It felt as though angels were pushing".” FirstsSaidFeltSoundAirShotsAngelFirst TimeFlyingFlightAviationPushingEnginesVibrationsJetWhistlingPropulsionTorquePropeller Author:Adolf Galland