It seems to me that the conquest of the air is the only major task for our generation.

They taught me that no man could be their leader except he ate the ranks' food, wore their clothes, lived level with them, and yet appeared better in himself.

I wrote my will across the sky, in stars

The people of England have been led in Mesopotamia into a trap from which it will be hard to escape with dignity and honor.

You wonder what I am doing? Well, so do I, in truth. Days seem to dawn, suns to shine, evenings to follow, and then I sleep. What I have done, what I am doing, what I am going to do, puzzle and bewilder me. Have you ever been a leaf and fallen from your tree in autumn and been really puzzled about it? That’s the feeling.

There is an ideal standard somewhere and only that matters and I cannot find it. Hence the aimlessness.

Dream your dreams with open eyes and make them come true.