The Worst Lies Are The Lies We

If Your Happiness Depends On What Somebody Else Does, I Guess You Do Have A Problem.

An Airplane Stands For Freedom, For Joy, For The Power To Understand, And To Demonstrate That Understanding.

He Moves Not Through Distance, But Through The Ranges Of Satisfaction That Come From Hauling Himself Up Into The Air With Complete And Utter Control; From Knowing Himself And Knowing His Airplane So Well That He Can Come Somewhere Close To Touching, In His Own Special And Solitary Way, That Thing That Is Called Perfection.

Don't You Think Between Here And Now We Will See Each Other Once Or Twice?

My Way Of Writing A Book Is Completely Disorganized - To Hurl Myself At The Problem, Over And Over.