Pilots Take No Special Joy In Walking:

People Love Conspiracy Theories.

I Am Comfortable With My Level Of Public Discourse.

Figure Out How To Build A Brand And Stick By It So People Know What To Expect.

It Suddenly Struck Me That That Tiny Pea, Pretty And Blue, Was The Earth. I Put Up My Thumb And Shut One Eye, And My Thumb Blotted Out The Planet Earth. I Didn't Feel Like A Giant. I Felt Very, Very Small.

I Believe That The Good Lord Gave Us A Finite Number Of Heartbeats And I'm Damned If I'm Going To Use Up Mine Running Up And Down A Street.