I Learned That Danger Is Relative, And

Peace Is A Virgin Who Dare Not Show Her Face Without Strength, Her Father, For Protection.

Aviation Has Struck A Delicately Balanced World, A World Where Stability Was Already Giving Way To The Pressure Of New Dynamic Forces, A World Dominated By A Mechanical, Materialist, Western European Civilization.

The New Law Will Create Inflation Whenever The Trusts Want Inflation. From Now On Depressions Will Be Scientifically Created.

Any Coward Can Sit In His Home And Criticize A Pilot For Flying Into A Mountain In A Fog. But I Would Rather, By Far, Die On A Mountainside Than In Bed. What Kind Of Man Would Live Where There Is No Daring? And Is Life So Dear That We Should Blame Men For Dying In Adventure? Is There A Better Way To Die?

What Kind Of Man Would Live A Life Without Daring? Is Life So Sweet That We Should Criticize Men That Seek Adventure? Is There A Better Way To Die?