It is not the willingness to kill on the part of our soldiers which most concerns me. That is an inherent part of war. It is our lack of respect for even the admirable characteristics of our enemy; for courage, for suffering, for death, for his willingness to die for his beliefs, for his companies and squadrons which go forth, one after another, to annihilation against our superior training and equipment.

Whatever a man imagines he can attain, if he doesn't become too arrogant and encroach on the rights of the gods.

In honoring the Wright Brothers, it is customary and proper to recognize their contribution to scientific progress. But I believe it is equally important to emphasize the qualities in their pioneering life and the character in man that such a life produced. The Wright Brothers balanced sucess with modesty, science with simplicity. At Kitty Hawk their intellects and senses worked in mutual support. They represented man in balance, and from that balance came wings to lift a world.

I don't believe in taking unnecessary risks, but a life without risk isn't worth living.

We can so reconstruct society that it will be self-perpetuating instead of as now, self-exhaustive.

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.

If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes.