The aggressive spirit, the offensive, is the chief thing everywhere in war, and the air is no exception.

The quality of the box matters little. Success depends upon the man who sits in it.

Fight on and fly on to the last drop of blood and the last drop of fuel, to the last beat of the heart.

What's the hurry? Are you afraid I won't come back?

Success flourishes only in perseverance ceaseless, restless perseverance.

Of course, with the increasing number of aeroplanes one gains increased opportunities for shooting down one's enemies, but at the same time, the possibility of being shot down one's self increases.

As a little boy of eleven I entered the Cadet Corps. I was not particularly eager to become a Cadet, but my father wished it. So my wishes were not consulted.