And From The Crew Of Apollo 8,

We Have To Earn Our Wings Every Day.

When You're Finally Up On The Moon, Looking Back At The Earth, All These Differences And Nationalistic Traits Are Pretty Well Going To Blend And You're Going To Get A Concept That Maybe This Is Really One World And Why The Hell Can't We Learn To Live Together Like Decent People?

It's A Vast, Lonely, Forbidding Expanse Of Nothing Rather Like Clouds And Clouds Of Pumice Stone. And It Certainly Does Not Appear To Be A Very Inviting Place To Live Or Work.

And From The Crew Of Apollo 8, We Close With Good Night, Good Luck, A Merry Christmas, And God Bless All Of You - All Of You On The Good Earth.

There Has Always Been A Certain Romanticism Associated With The Airline Business. We Must Avoid Its Perpetuation At Eastern At All Costs.