He didn't like to fly--the noise and vibration gave him a headache--but, as with anything new, he was excited by the strangeness of it. The disjuncture intrigued him: stepping through a door in one place, sitting still for a few hours, then stepping out a thousand miles away. It seemed to him a very American mode of travel, even more so than the car, not simply going farther faster, but eliminating any temporal experience of the journey, skipping over whole sections of the country, the sole focus on arriving, with the help of expensive and arcane technologies, at one's destination, except of course, when one didn'tt--a thought brought on by his own instinctive disbelief and the bumpiness of the flight.

— Stewart O'Nan

In the airport, luggage-laden people rush hither and yon through endless corridors, like souls to each of whom the devil has furnished a different, inaccurate map of the escape route from hell.

— Ursula K. Le Guin

There is already enough chattering nonsense on the ground. Do we really need aviaries in pressurized tin cans at 30,000 feet as well ?

— Alex Morritt