Two things seemed pretty apparent to me. One was that in order to be a pilot a man had to learn more than any one man ought to learn; and the other was that he must learn it all over again in a different way every 24 hours.

The altar cloth of one aeon is the doormat of the next.

If everyone was satisfied with himself, there would be no heroes.

The ignorant are afraid to betray surprise or admiration...they think it ill manners.

You can go to heaven if you want. I'd rather stay in Bermuda.

In the real world, nothing happens at the right place at the right time. It is the job of journalists and historians to correct that.

The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven not man's.