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“Many a survivor of a plane crash who is or was against cannibalism and had never eaten human flesh once found themselves in a situation where they had to either eat human flesh, or go the way of all flesh.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

“In a series of experiments, safety officials ran regular people through mock evacuations from planes. The trials weren't nearly as stressful as real evacuations, of course, but it didn't matter. People, especially women, hesitated for a surprisingly long time before jumping onto the slide. That pause slowed the evacuation for everyone. But there was a way to get people to move faster. If a flight attendant stood at the exit and screamed at people to jump, the pause all but disappeared, the researchers found. In fact, if flight attendants did not aggressively direct the evacuation, they might as well have not been there at all. A study by the Cranfield University Aviation Safety Centre found that people moved just as slowly for polite and calm flight attendants as they did when there were no flight attendants present.”
― Amanda Ripley, The Unthinkable: Who Survives When Disaster Strikes—and Why

“It takes will power and nerve to hold the stick that way, to keep his eyes open and watch the rocky face of the cliff, pine-bearded, rush up at them. O'Shaughnessy's mouth flattens, his face goes white. And then in that final fraction of a moment, he laughs, a little crazily - a laugh of defiance, of mocking farewell, and, somehow, of conquest.

'Here we go, baby!' he shouts, teeth bared. 'Now I'm going to find out what it really feels like to fly into the side of a mountain!...'

There is only the storm to hear the smash of the plane as it splinters itself against the rock - and the storm drowns the sound out with thunder, just as the lightning turns pale the flame that rises, like a hungry tongue, from the wreckage. ("Jane Browns Body")”
― Cornell Woolrich, The Fantastic Stories of Cornell Woolrich

“The truth isn’t always going to be handed to you. Sometimes, you have to fight for it.”
― Marisa Urgo, The Gravity of Missing Things

“There is no question that, if John F. Kennedy Jr. had lived, he would have
been a formidable political candidate. But his premature death prevented us
from ever knowing if he indeed would have publicly confronted the deaths
of his father and uncle, and other related issues.”
― Donald Jeffries, Hidden History: An Exposé of Modern Crimes, Conspiracies, and Cover-Ups in American Politics

“IN MEMORIAM: FLIGHT 752

I try to envisage the passengers
seated in neat rows.
Everyone knows the real risk
is at take-off and landing,
but after an hour delay,
their plane was soaring. Relieved,
they whispered prayers, dreaming
of families and friends at arrival gates
clutching coffee cups and bouquets.
I like to think it was calm,
the plane blanketed by night’s caress.
Cellphones put away,
the cabin lights dimmed,
babies cooing in cots,
and refreshments on their way.
176 hearts beating in one narrow womb.
Closer to the heavens,
I know their journey was short�
earth angels for a while
who were returning home.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“How could someone like me survive a plane crash? I didn't look like someone who could do that. I wasn't someone who could do that
Maybe I hadn't Maybe I was dead. Maybe I was l was lying on the ground somewhere, rain falling over me, into my open eyes. I looked at myself in the mirror and didn't see anything. I didn't see me.”
― Elizabeth Scott, Miracle

“In the absence of facts, he thinks, we tell ourselves stories.”
― Noah Hawley, Before the Fall

“Once again time blurred—or maybe it had ever since the crash. Had that really happened today? Was she forgetting a night? Maddy clung to a picture in her mind of Will Gannon, alarmingly tall as he looked down at her. That too-bony face with a nose that didn’t seem to quite belong, but eyes that were kinder than she deserved, considering she was holding a gun on him.

Hearing that deep, husky voice saying, I was shot, so you’ll excuse me if I don’t love seeing that gun pointing at me.”
― Janice Kay Johnson, Brace For Impact

“The descent became more steep.
Yadiel’s hope faded. He leaned over to see out the window. He wasn’t sure why.
No one can ever prepare you for how it all goes; the strangeness of it all.
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“Let’s try to hang out in Hell.”
― Mert, Threes: 2