God Made Life Simple. It Is Man

Living In Dreams Of Yesterday, We Find Ourselves Still Dreaming Of Impossible Future Conquests.

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.

I Saw A Fleet Of Fishing Boats...i Flew Down Almost Touching The Craft And Yelled At Them, Asking If I Was On The Right Road To Ireland. They Just Stared. Maybe They Didn't Hear Me. Maybe I Didn't Hear Them. Or Maybe They Thought I Was Just A Crazy Fool.

The Improvement Of Our Way Of Life Is More Important Than The Spreading Of It. If We Make It Satisfactory Enough, It Will Spread Automatically. If We Do Not, No Strength Of Arms Can Permanently Oppose It.

This Is Earth Again, The Earth Where I've Lived And Now Will Live Once More ... I've Been To Eternity And Back. I Know How The Dead Would Feel To Live Again.