At the end of the first half-century of engine-driven flight, we are confronted with the stark fact that the historical significance of aircraft has been primarily military and destructive.

I know there is infinity beyond ourselves. I wonder if there is infinity within.

I hope you either take up parachute jumping or stay out of single motored airplanes at night.

I believe the risks I take are justified by the sheer love of the life I lead.

Not long ago, when I was a student in college, just flying an airplane seemed a dream. But that dream turned into reality.

No right of preference exists in favor of person, property, or business. Personal claims and ambitions must yield in favor of whatever best serves the general welfare.

What freedom lies in flying, what Godlike power it gives to men . . . I lose all consciousness in this strong unmortal space crowded with beauty, pierced with danger.