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"Gravity is a habit that is hard to shake off."

"For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return."

"Yeah, I can fly."

"Never thought I would be here, so high in the air. This is my unanswered prayer!"
Water Proof Blond, Just Close Your Eyes

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"I never got the phrase 'For the birds.' Sure, they eat bread, bugs, and the occasional worm, but I still think it's worth it for the view alone."

Sokka: That can't be real. Men who fly and laugh at gravity?
Aang: I laugh at gravity all the time. Heh heh, gravity.

Ash: Why do we have dreams about flying?
Sam: Sybil says that flying dreams are all about feelings of freedom, or something like that.
Ash: I'm not talking about that headshrinker stuff. Why is flying something we even think we can do in our dreams? It's not like we can do it in real life.
Brock: Big deal. In some of my dreams, I'm kickin' the Sun in the crotch. Dreams are weird like that, y'know?
Ash: Sure, sure. But you've had experience with kicking things in the crotch. But none of us has ever flown. We don't know what that feels like, because it's impossible. But we all have flying dreams, right?
Brock: What're you getting at?
Ash: What if, millions of years ago... humans used to fly?!
Sam: You're dangerously close to blowing my mind, Ash.
Ash: Think about it. Flying dreams. Superman. Peter Pan. What if it's all an attempt by our brains to remind us how to fly?!
Brock: That's, uh... crazy talk, Williams.
Ash: Is it? Or is it the sanest thing you've ever heard?

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"So he pulls up another chair in front of me, sits down, crossing one leg over the other, and said, ‘You seem like a fine young man. Anything you want to ask me, while I'm here?' Oh, man, what I didn't want to ask him! I asked him how it felt to fly, and he smiled and said, ‘Like nothing you'll ever believe. It's my favorite power. If I could, I think I'd be flying just about every minute of the day.'"

They fell over 55 stories before Supergirl felt her power resurge enough for her to kick in her flight ability. Taking care of the stress it would place on Buffy’s body, she pulled them into a dive, holding onto her charge, and then arced upward, taking care to remain only around the level of the 40th floor.

Klar Ken stood at the transparent balcony of his home, 72 stories above the ground. A forcefield barrier below each level would catch a falling body. No one could harm himself, or herself, by being thrown out of a window anymore. You could fly with a MagPak strapped to your back and cut the thing off and maybe avoid the safety tractors. Some had done it. But by and large, if you wanted to suicide, you had to try something else in 2499.
Klar Ken, standing there in his brown robe and sandals, needed no MagPak to fly.

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"Good Lord," he breathed. He looked below him. Nothing there. Like a Warner Brothers' cartoon character, standing on nothing without harm. Better not visualize that too much, because they always started to fall when they figured out where they were.
Straighten out and fly right, Superman.
He corrected the image to place himself at a parallel track to the ground. At once, his upper body dipped a bit, his legs came up, straightened, and there he was, flying in a horizontal manner.
So this was how it was done. So this was the manner in which a man could fly.
A woman sunbathing on a building roof looked up and waved at him. He waved back, grinning.
This was fantastic.
He yelled incoherently at the Earth, at all the people in the world, at God, even, if He was listening. And how could He not be?

"No. The speed came first. I remember that from when I was little. I didn't fit it at the school in my uncle's village. Some bullies chased me, and I outran them easily. I started to run, a lot. One day I noticed was running faster than a car, and I kept getting faster, and I could jump higher. One time I decided to see how high I could jump, and I just didn't come down."
Shinji Ikari, Last Child of Krypton

She kept going up and up and up, feeling like she would never return to the Earth. Already, she was above the roofs of some of the smaller buildings and she was still going strong.
Her euphoria was not to last, however. Her eyes widened and her happiness was instantly snuffed out by terror as she realized that she was headed right for one of the taller buildings in the slums, a towering skyscraper that looked like it had been abandoned long ago.
She screamed, instinctively putting her arms up to shield her head and closing her eyes, for all the good it would do her.
There was a loud crash from all around her, and then suddenly everything was quiet. She could feel that she had stopped moving.
Silly though it was, Asuka was afraid to open her eyes. Part of her believed that she'd find herself grievously injured when she did, even though she was in no pain, or perhaps even that she'd discover she was dead.
Yet there was nothing to do but take a deep breath and face whatever it was that had happened. Asuka opened her eyes…and then gasped at what she saw.
For one thing, there was a large hole that went clear through the abandoned tower, which hadn't been there a few moments ago. Asuka had clearly created it by crashing through the building, and yet she didn't have a scratch on her.
And as if that wasn't shocking enough by itself, she was now floating in midair just outside the hole she'd made in the decrepit tower. Asuka looked down at the street far below, naked disbelief written all over her features. Part of mind dimly worried about people looking up her dress, even though she knew she was far too high up for anyone to see anything.
All of a sudden, her shock collapsed, and she again broke out into a broad smile. Throwing one arm up above her head, the Second Child suddenly took off, rocketing up into the sky.
"This is even better than the running!" she exclaimed as she broke through the cloud layer.
Once above the clouds, she allowed herself to hover for a few moments, just looking down at the world far below her and soaking in the unobstructed light of the sun. Asuka could feel that the air was cold up at this high elevation, but it didn't bother her in the slightest. Everything was silent save for the sound of the wind, giving her an almost profound feeling, as though she were in a cathedral or some other sacred place.
After a few moments, Asuka began to soar through the clouds again, and she remained up in the sky for a long, long time.

"If you could have one superpower, what would you pick? Everybody chooses flight!"
- Freddy Freeman, SHAZAM! (2019)
I have to get permission to fly, because if I fly too high someone called "NORAD" gets mad, but if I fly too low stuff starts to melt.
Suzie, PS238

I rocketed through the air like a human bullet, falling in a parabolic arc to the center of the bay. Unfortunately for me, I didn't know how to swim. With how fast I was going, I was probably going to hit the bottom of the bay and drown in its polluted waters. I closed my eyes, bracing for the inevitable impact...
...it didn't come. A few seconds passed as I realized that I had stopped moving, then I warily opened my eyes. I was hovering a few feet over the bay, horizontal to the water. A large wave crashed down, lightly spraying my face with seawater. Steadily, I began to right myself until I was floating upright, my toes just above the water.
"Holy shit," I muttered. "I can fly."

Within five seconds, she performed her ablutions in the bathroom, did her hair and makeup, zipped on deodorant and a mild perfume, threw on her Supergirl uniform, and was out of the building at super-speed.
The air friction formed a corona of fire around her as she streaked invisibly through the skies. She ignored it.
Supergirl burst out of the ionosphere, vibrating at a certain frequency, still accelerating. An IFF device in her belt identified her to American and Russian radar trackers as the Girl of Steel, not an ICBM. They only registered her for a few seconds, anyway.


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