``He mounted the cherubim and flew; he soared upon the wings of the wind."
--David's Song of Praise
There was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming: ``Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?"
--Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
SOME things that fly there be --
Birds, hours, the bumble-bee:
Of these no elegy.
Some things that stay there be --
Grief, hills, eternity:
Nor this behooveth me.
There are, that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the riddle lies!
--Emily Dickenson, The Secret
One time there lived a giant Mosquito. He was bigger than a bear and
more terrifying. When he flew through the air, the Sun couldn't be seen and it became dark as night. The zooming of his wings was wilder than a storm. And when he was hungry, he would fly into a camp and carry off an Indian or two
and pick their bones clean.
--Tuscarora Legend, The Great Father Mosquito
The sky shivered a wounded silver breast,
the leaves moved,
and grass awoke.
And I knew that death was an arrow
let fly from an unknown hand
and in the flicker on an eye we die.
--Octavio Paz, The Bird
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