I have never lost the desire I had as a child to sit near a window on each flight. I now fly around a hundred times a year but still feel agrieved if I cannot see out. When flying with my g/f she gets the window and I lean over, for obvious reasons. On big longhaul jets I tend to spend a fair amount of time staring out of the door portholes when walking around.

Talk of silent flying wings with theatre-style seating and minimal windows frightens me.