Life's Values Originate In Circumstances Over Which

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.

All Mentally Well-balanced Persons Know That We Are Not Governed By The True Principals Of Social Justice When We Make The Main Aim Of Our Social Existence The Gaining Of Money.

We Talk About Spreading Democracy And Freedom All Over The World, But They Are To Us Words Rather Than Conditions. We Haven't Even Got Them Here In America, And The Farther We Get Into This War The Farther We Get Away From Democracy And Freedom. Where Is It Leading Us To, And When Will It End? The War Might Stop This Winter, But That Is Improbable. It May Go On For Fifty Years Or More. That Also Is Improbable. The Elements Are Too Conflicting And Confused To Form Any Accurate Judgment Of Its Length. There May Be A Series Of Wars, One After Another, Going On Indefinitely.

If One Took No Chances, One Would Not Fly At All. Safety Lies In The Judgment Of The Chances One Takes.

I May Be Flying A Complicated Airplane, Rushing Through Space, But In This Cabin I'm Surrounded By Simplicity And Thoughts Set Free Of Time. How Detached The Intimate Things Around Me Seem From The Great World Down Below. How Strange Is This Combination Of Proximity And Separation. That Ground - Seconds Away - Thousands Of Miles Away. This Air, Stirring Mildly Around Me. That Air, Rushing By With The Speed Of A Tornado, An Inch Beyond. These Minute Details In My Cockpit. The Grandeur Of The World Outside. The Nearness Of Death. The Longness Of Life.