You are supposed to know how to fly or you would not be here. You will now learn to fly all over again. Our way. I have examined your logbooks. They contain some interesting and clever lies. If you are lucky and work a good solid eighteen hours a day in this school, it is barely possible that a few of you may succeed in actually going out on the line-that is, if the company is still in such desperate need of pilots that it will hire anybody who wears his wings in his lapel and walks slowly past the front door.

_it was even more disconcerting to examine your charts before a proposed flight only to find that in many cases the bulk of the terrain over which you had to fly was bluntly marked: __NSURVEYED._ It was as if the mapmakers had said, __e are aware that between this spot and that one, there are several hundred thousands of acres, but until you make a forced landing there, we won__ know whether it is mud, desert, or jungle _ and the chances are we won__ know then!

Owning a drone does not a pilot make.

A fallow mind is a field of discontent.

As to rocket ships flying between America and Europe, I believe it is worth seriously trying for. Thirty years ago persons who were developing flying were laughed at as mad, and that scorn hindered aviation. Now we heap similar ridicule upon stratoplane or rocket ships for trans-Atlantic flights. (1933)[Predicting high-altitude jet aircraft for routine long-distance travel.]

Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus" (1 Thess. 5:18).