One Boy's A Boy, Two Boys Are

It Is The Greatest Shot Of Adrenaline To Be Doing What You Have Wanted To Do So Badly. You Almost Feel Like You Could Fly Without The Plane.

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.

When I Watch Species Other Than My Own, Their Instinct's Wisdom Is What Most Impresses And Disturbs Me.

Lying Under An Acacia Tree With The Sound Of The Dawn Around Me, I Realized More Clearly The Facts That Man Should Never Overlook: That The Construction Of An Airplane, For Instance, Is Simple When Compared [with] A Bird; That Airplanes Depend On An Advanced Civilization, And That Were Civilization Is Most Advanced, Few Birds Exist. I Realized That If I Had To Choose, I Would Rather Have Birds Than Airplanes.

Is He Alone Who Has Courage On His Right Hand And Faith On His Left Hand?