To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known. Love needs no logic for its mission.

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

To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known. Love needs no logic for its mission.

The new law will create inflation whenever the trusts want inflation. From now on depressions will be scientifically created.

We are all consumers and should all be producers.

After my death, the molecules of my being will return to the earth and sky. They came from the stars. I am of the stars.

Science, freedom, beauty, adventure: what more could you ask of life? Aviation combined all the elements I loved. There was science in each curve of an airfoil, in each angle between strut and wire, in the gap of a spark plug or the color of the exhaust flame. There was freedom in the unlimited horizon, on the open fields where one landed. A pilot was surrounded by beauty of earth and sky. He brushed treetops with the birds, leapt valleys and rivers, explored the cloud canyons he had gazed at as a child. Adventure lay in each puff of wind.