Science intensifies religious truth by cleansing it of ignorance and superstition.

My father had been opposed to my flying from the first and had never flown himself. However, he had agreed to go up with me at the first opportunity, and one afternoon he climbed into the cockpit and we flew over the Redwood Falls together. From that day on I never heard a word against my flying and he never missed a chance to ride in the plane.

And if at times you renounce experience and mind's heavy logic, it seems that the world has rushed along on its orbit, leaving you alone flying above a forgotten cloud bank, somewhere in the solitude of interstellar space.

In wilderness I sense the miracle of life, and behind it our scientific accomplishments fade to trivia.

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.

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

We cannot allow the natural passions and prejudices of other peoples to lead our country to destruction.