We found a water pipe, tied the flag to it and put it up. Then all hell broke loose below. Troops cheered, ships blew whistles, some men openly wept.
Not long ago, when I was a student in college, just flying an airplane seemed a dream. But that dream turned into reality.
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.
If one took no chances, one would not fly at all. Safety lies in the judgment of the chances one takes.
Aviation seems almost a gift from heaven to those Western nations who were already the leaders of their era, strengthening their leadership, their confidence, their dominance over other peoples.
History has recorded nothing so dramatic in design, nor so skillfully manipulated, as this attempt to create the National Reserve Association, or the Federal Reserve.
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.
Pilots are drawn to flying because it’s a perfect combination of science, romance and adventure.
I was astonished at the effect my successful landing in France had on the nations of the world. To me, it was like a match lighting a bonfire.
Isn’t it strange that we talk least about the things we think about most?
Ideas are like seeds, apparently insignificant when first held in the hand. Once firmly planted, they can grow and flower into almost anything at all, a cornstalk, or a giant redwood, or a flight across the ocean. Whatever a man imagines, he can achieve.