The individual is at the apex of his species' past, at the entrance to its future.

Isn't it strange that we talk least about the things we think about most?

Unless science is controlled by a greater moral force, it will become the Antichrist prophesied by the early Christians.

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

Under the federal reserve act, panics are scientifically created. The present panic is the first scientifically created one, worked out as we figured, a mathematical equation.

When the President signs this act, the invisible government by the money power will be legalized.

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.