There are two kinds of stones, as everyone knows, one of which rolls.

Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace.

the stars seemed near enough to touch and never before have i seen so many. i always believed the lure of flying is the lure of beauty, but i was sure of it that night.

Human crises have a way of happening at inconvenient times.

Courage is the price that Life exacts for granting peace, The soul that knows it not, knows no release, From little things; Knows not the livid loneliness of fear Nor mountain heights where bitter joy can hear The sound of wings.

Ours is the commencement of a flying age, and I am happy to have popped into existence at a period so interesting.

As soon as we left the ground, I knew I had to fly.