I Have Seen The Science I Worshiped,

The Readiness To Blame A Dead Pilot For An Accident Is Nauseating, But It Has Been The Tendency Ever Since I Can Remember. What Pilot Has Not Been In Positions Where He Was In Danger And Where Perfect Judgment Would Have Advised Against Going?

I Know There Is Infinity Beyond Ourselves. I Wonder If There Is Infinity Within.

If I Were Entering Adulthood Now Instead Of In The Environment Of Fifty Years Ago, I Would Choose A Career That Kept Me In Touch With Nature More Than Science. ... Too Few Natural Areas Remain; Both By Intent And By Indifference We Have Insulated Ourselves From The Wilderness That Produced Us.

Wind, Weather, Power, Load - Gradually These Elements Stop Churning In My Mind. It's Less A Decision Of Logic Than A Feeling, The Kind Of Feeling That Comes When You Gauge The Distance To Be Jumped Between Two Stones Across A Brook. Something Within You Disengages Itself From Your Body And Travels Ahead With Your Vision To Make The Test. You Can Feel It Try The Jump As You Stand Looking. Then Uncertainty Gives Way To The Conviction That It Can Or Can't Be Done.

Whether Outwardly Or Inwardly, Whether In Space Or Time, The Farther We Penetrate The Unknown, The Vaster And More Marvelous It Becomes.