If One Took No Chances, One Would

The Individual Is At The Apex Of His Species' Past, At The Entrance To Its Future.

After My Death, The Molecules Of My Being Will Return To The Earth And Sky. They Came From The Stars. I Am Of The Stars.

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

The Forces Of Hannibal, Drake And Napoleon Moved At Best With The Horses' Gallop Or The Speed Of Wind On Sail. Now, Aviation Brings A New Concept Of Time And Distance To The Affairs Of Men. It Demands Adaptability To Change, Places A Premium On Quickness Of Thought And Speed Of Action.

Isn't It Strange That We Talk Least About The Things We Think About Most?