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.

English had hit upon a splendid joke. The intended to catch me or to bring me down.

Everything depends on whether we have for opponents those French tricksters or those daring rascals, the English. I prefer the English. Frequently their daring can only be described as stupidity. In their eyes it may be pluck and daring.

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

If I should come out of this war alive, I will have more luck than brains.

I started shooting when I was much too far away. That was merely a trick of mine. I did not mean so much as to hit him as to frighten him, and I succeeded in catching him. He began flying curves and this enabled me to draw near.

Success flourishes only in perseverance ceaseless, restless perseverance.