once you have tasted the taste of sky, you will forever look up

It was a love of perpetual flight.

up above the world you fly, like a tea tray in the sky...

The desire to fly is an idea handed down to us by our ancestors who... looked enviously on the birds soaring freely through space... on the infinite highway of the air.

una volta che avrete imparato a volare, camminerete sulla terra guardando il cielo perché è là che siete stati ed è là che vorrete tornare...

That's how you'll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.

As long as you can look fearlessly at the sky, you'll know that you're pure within and will find happiness once more.

You'll be on your way up!
You'll be seeing great sights!
You'll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.

More than anything else, the sensation [of flying] is one of perfect peace mingled with an excitement that strains every nerve to the utmost - if you can conceive of such a combination.

The soul takes flight to the world that is invisible but there arriving she is sure of bliss and forever dwells in paradise.

Love is what it takes to fly

If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.