How strange is this combination of proximity and separation. That ground—seconds away—thousands of miles away. – Charles A. Lindbergh

I now know the color of fear — it’s brown. – Author Unknown

Ah, if he could have plunged up into the clouds, so as to sweep thereon through the undulating heavens over the boundless earth!—ah, if he could have floated with the flower-fragrance over the flowers,—could have streamed with the wind over the summits, through the woods! – Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography,

Aviation is not in itself inherently dangerous. But to an even greater degree than even the sea, it is terribly unforgiving of any carelessness, incapacity or neglect. – Alfred Gilmer Lamplugh