The Experienced Fighting Pilot Does Not Take

When I Look Up And See The Sun Shining On The Patch Of White Clouds Up In The Blue, I Begin To Think How It Would Feel To Be Up Somewhere Above It Winging Swiftly Through The Clean Air, Watching The Earth Below.

And I Have Yet To Find One Single Individual Who Has Attained Conspicuous Success In Bringing Down Enemy Aeroplanes Who Can Be Said To Be Spoiled Either By His Successes Or By The Generous Congratulations Of His Comrades. If He Were Capable Of Being Spoiled He Would Not Have Had The Character To Have Won Continuous Victories, For The Smallest Amount Of Vanity Is Fatal In Aeroplane Fighting. Self-distrust Rather Is The Quality To Which Many A Pilot Owes His Protracted Existence.

In This Business, You Find The Enemy, Then Go After And Destroy Him. Everything Else Is Rubbish!

If A Thing Is Old, It Is A Sign That It Was Fit To Live. The Guarantee Of Continuity Is Quality.

If A Thing Is Old, It Is A Sign That It Was Fit To Live. Old Families, Old Customs, Old Styles Survive Because They Are Fit To Survive. The Guarantee Of Continuity Is Quality. Submerge The Good In A Flood Of The New, And Good Will Come Back To Join The Good Which The New Brings With It. Old-fashioned Hospitality, Old-fashioned Politeness, Old-fashioned Honor In Business Had Qualities Of Survival. These Will Come Back.