We Cannot Allow The Natural

Whether Outwardly Or Inwardly, Whether In Space Or Time, The Farther We Penetrate The Unknown, The Vaster And More Marvelous It Becomes.

I Have Seen The Science I Worshiped, And The Aircraft I Loved, Destroying The Civilization I Expected Them To Serve.

By Day, Or On A Cloudless Night, A Pilot May Drink The Wine Of The Gods, But It Has An Earthly Taste; He's A God Of The Earth, Like One Of The Grecian Deities Who Lives On Worldly Mountains And Descended For Intercourse With Men. But At Night, Over A Stratus Layer, All Sense Of The Planet May Disappear. You Know That Down Below, Beneath That Heavenly Blanket Is The Earth, Factual And Hard. But It's An Intellectual Knowledge; It's A Knowledge Tucked Away In The Mind; Not A Feeling That Penetrates The Body.

Success Is Not Measured By What A Man Accomplishes, But By The Opposition He Has Encountered And The Courage With Which He Has Maintained The Struggle Against Overwhelming Odds.

We Talk About Spreading Democracy And Freedom All Over The World, But They Are To Us Words Rather Than Conditions. We Haven't Even Got Them Here In America, And The Farther We Get Into This War The Farther We Get Away From Democracy And Freedom. Where Is It Leading Us To, And When Will It End? The War Might Stop This Winter, But That Is Improbable. It May Go On For Fifty Years Or More. That Also Is Improbable. The Elements Are Too Conflicting And Confused To Form Any Accurate Judgment Of Its Length. There May Be A Series Of Wars, One After Another, Going On Indefinitely.