When I Watch Species Other Than My

It Is Always Easier To Deal In Truth And Honesty And Follow These To Their Legitimate Ends, Than It Is To Construct And Adjust A False Superstructure Upon A False Base.

Science, Freedom, Beauty, Adventure: What More Could You Ask Of Life?

Sometimes, Flying Feels Too Godlike To Be Attained By Man. Sometimes, The World From Above Seems Too Beautiful, Too Wonderful, Too Distant For Human Eyes To See .

I Realized That If I Had To Choose, I Would Rather Have Birds Than Airplanes.

True, The Fragile Bodies Of His Fellows Do Not Weigh Down His Plane; True, The Fretful Minds Of Weaker Men Are Missing From His Crowded Cabin; But As His Airship Keeps Its Course He Holds Communion With Those Rare Spirits That Inspire To Intrepidity And By Their Sustaining Potency Give Strength To Arm, Resource To Mind, Content To Soul. Alone? With What Other Companions Would Man Fly To Whom The Choice Were Given?