Haste makes waste.
The Universe is a cruel and unforgiving place. Violate the laws of physics and pay the consequences.
Regardless of the stories about Superman, man cannot fly without the aid of certain strategies and reliance on artificial means.
TRUE STORY: An eternity ago (1964 to be specific), when I was in third grade, my school (amazingly) allowed me to go across the street to my home for lunch each day - as long as I returned before the bell stopped ringing.
One such day, as I was about to rush back to class, I realized I had a major need to visit the bathroom, which caused me to barely make it back to class just as the bell went silent.
As I sat there in class, sweating and trying to catch my breath from my run, I began to laugh uncontrollably. I think it was the hardest I ever laughed in my life, until this very day almost 60 years later. I laughed so hard that my sides started to ache - so hard that I just about fell out onto the floor.
Of course the teacher asked me what was so funny, and between laughs I told of my lunch break, and the need to visit the bathroom. But, as I approached the conclusion of my story, I could hardly speak from the laughing.
Finally ... between gasps .. I shouted to the class ... "Waste ... makes ... haste!"
I'm smiling now as I recount the story.