I Would Rather Live One Day In

The Essence Of Life, I Concluded, Did Not Lie In The Material. It Penetrated, But Was Not Bound To, The Physical World Of Science.

Living In Dreams Of Yesterday, We Find Ourselves Still Dreaming Of Impossible Future Conquests.

Science, Freedom, Beauty, Adventure: What More Could You Ask Of Life? Aviation Combined All The Elements I Loved. There Was Science In Each Curve Of An Airfoil, In Each Angle Between Strut And Wire, In The Gap Of A Spark Plug Or The Color Of The Exhaust Flame. There Was Freedom In The Unlimited Horizon, On The Open Fields Where One Landed. A Pilot Was Surrounded By Beauty Of Earth And Sky. He Brushed Treetops With The Birds, Leapt Valleys And Rivers, Explored The Cloud Canyons He Had Gazed At As A Child. Adventure Lay In Each Puff Of Wind.

It May Be Interesting To Note How Many Statesmen There Are Who Believe That The Cost Of Living Can Be Reduced By Making The People Of Other Countries Help To Feed And Clothe Us.

How Long Can Men Thrive Between Walls Of Brick, Walking On Asphalt Pavements, Breathing The Fumes Of Coal And Of Oil, Growing, Working, Dying, With Hardly A Thought Of Wind, And Sky, And Fields Of Grain, Seeing Only Machine-made Beauty, The Mineral-like Quality Of Life?