An arrow may fly through the air and leave no trace; but an ill thought leaves a trail like a serpent.

Some flow'rets of Eden ye still inherit, / But the trail of the serpent is over them all!

I usually fly them about 200 to 300 feet in the air, and I've had them up there for two or three days and nights at a time. This time of year, though, I have to watch the weather reports, see if there is a storm coming in.

Truth... and if mine eyes Can bear its blaze, and trace its symmetries, Measure its distance, and its advent wait, I am no prophet - I but calculate.

The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid.

Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.