Flying might not be all plain sailing, but the fun of it is worth the price.

How can Life grant us boon of living, compensateFor dull grey ugliness and pregnant hateUnless we dareThe soul's dominion? Each time we make a choice, we payWith courage to behold the resistless day,And count it fair.

In my life I had come to realize that when things were going very well indeed it was just the time to anticipate trouble. And, conversely, I learned from pleasant experience that at the most despairing crisis, when all looked sour beyond words, some delightful "break" was apt to lurk just around the corner.

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

There is so much that must be done in a civilized barbarism like war.

Never do things others can do and will do if there are things others cannot do or will not do.

I'm getting housemaid's knee kneeling here gulping beauty.