I Learned That Danger Is Relative, And

Not Long Ago, When I Was A Student In College, Just Flying An Airplane Seemed A Dream. But That Dream Turned Into Reality.

No Right Of Preference Exists In Favor Of Person, Property, Or Business. Personal Claims And Ambitions Must Yield In Favor Of Whatever Best Serves The General Welfare.

After My Death, The Molecules Of My Being Will Return To The Earth And Sky. They Came From The Stars. I Am Of The Stars.

In Wilderness I Sense The Miracle Of Life.

How Long Can Men Thrive Between Walls Of Brick, Walking On Asphalt Pavements, Breathing The Fumes Of Coal And Of Oil, Growing, Working, Dying, With Hardly A Thought Of Wind, And Sky, And Fields Of Grain, Seeing Only Machine-made Beauty, The Mineral-like Quality Of Life?