Never get behind old people. Their bodies are littered with hidden metal and they never seem to appreciate how little time they have left
I have a rule: I want the pilot flying me up in the air at 30,000 feet to make more than a guy working at Taco Bell.
Throw your hands up in the air and celebrate life.
What I try to do probably doesn't come out. What I've worked out what I do - I might not be right - is to do something very personal, and then suddenly I look at it, up in the air. I blow it up and look at it and then I come down again - a better man.
I feel at home up in the air, just like sailors do at sea and climbers do in the mountains.
An automobile has about 10,000 moving parts, right? An airplane has two million, and it has to stay up in the air.
The bungle tour is a bit up in the air due to the fact this at we are getting screwed by our overseas label.
It is like a dream to feel the machine lift you gently up in the air, float smoothly over one spot,
You're suspended sixty feet up in the air, you've been up there for three hours, and all the shot requires is that you have to sort of react to getting punched in the head.
How we express ourselves in worship remains up in the air.