We have to earn our Wings every day.

It's a vast, lonely, forbidding expanse of nothing rather like clouds and clouds of pumice stone. And it certainly does not appear to be a very inviting place to live or work.

[The Moon] was a sobering sight, but it didn't have the impact on me, at least, as the view of the Earth did.

Capitalism without bankruptcy is like Christianity without hell.

There has always been a certain romanticism associated with the airline business. We must avoid its perpetuation at Eastern at all costs.

We have to earn our Wings every day.

When you're finally up on the moon, looking back at the earth, all these differences and nationalistic traits are pretty well going to blend and you're going to get a concept that maybe this is really one world and why the hell can't we learn to live together like decent people?