What Freedom Lies In Flying, What Godlike

To A Person In Love, The Value Of The Individual Is Intuitively Known. Love Needs No Logic For Its Mission.

The Readiness To Blame A Dead Pilot For An Accident Is Nauseating, But It Has Been The Tendency Ever Since I Can Remember. What Pilot Has Not Been In Positions Where He Was In Danger And Where Perfect Judgment Would Have Advised Against Going?

Life Is A Culmination Of The Past, An Awareness Of The Present, An Indication Of A Future Beyond Knowledge, The Quality That Gives A Touch Of Divinity To Matter.

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.

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