I want to be remembered for only one thing: my contribution to aviation.
Every man has his price, or a guy like me couldn't exist.
Once you consent to some concession, you can never cancel it and put things back the way they are.
Money can't buy happiness.
Sometimes I truly fear that I am losing my mind. And if I did it it would be like flying blind.
Passion will make you crazy, but is there any other way to live?