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My Senses Of Space, Of Distance, And Of Direction Entirely Vanished. When I Looked For The Ground I Sometimes Looked Down, Sometimes Up, Sometimes Left, Sometimes Right. I Thought I Was Very High Up When I Would Suddenly Be Thown To Earth In A Near Vertical Spin. I Thought I Was Very Low To The Ground And I Was Pulled Up To 3,000 Feet In Two Minutes By The 500-horsepower Motor. It Danced, It Pushed, It Tossed. . . . Ah! La La!

It's Hard Luck Always Having To Be A Judge.

We Don’t Ask To Be Eternal Beings. We Only Ask That Things Do Not Lose All Their Meaning.

What Does Tamed Mean? It's Something That's Been Too Often Neglected. It Means To Create Ties.

Loneliness Is Bred Of A Mind That Has Grown Earth-bound.