At First You Can Stand The Spotlight

Success Is Not Measured By What A Man Accomplishes, But By The Opposition He Has Encountered And The Courage With Which He Has Maintained The Struggle Against Overwhelming Odds.

I'm Not Bound To Be In Aviation At All. I'm Here Only Because I Love The Sky And Flying More Than Anything Else On Earth. Of Course There's Danger; But A Certain Amount Of Danger Is Essential To The Quality Of Life. I Don't Believe In Taking Foolish Chances' But Nothing Can Be Accomplished Without Taking Any Chance At All.

When The President Signs This Act, The Invisible Government By The Money Power Will Be Legalized.

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?

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.