The prophet’s mantle, ere his flight began, Dropt on the world – a sacred gift to man

But from my grave across my brow
Plays no wind of healing now,
And fire and ice within me fight
Beneath the suffocating night.

I hate when I’m on a flight and I wake up with a water bottle next to me like oh great now I gotta be responsible for this water bottle.

I don’t know of any issues associated with alcohol before flight.

I’ll tell you, being involved in human space flight, it is an emotional endeavor. I think it brings in the highest highs and the lowest lows.

He was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all.

Lighting new cigarettes, pouring more drinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Still is.

There was a peculiar sensation of the duality of time — the swift rush of events that characterizes all our lives — and the ponderous parade which marks the aging of the universe. Both kinds of time were evident — the first, by the routine events of the flight, whose planning and execution were detailed to fractions of a second — the latter by rocks around us, unchanged throughout the history of man — whose 3-billion-year-old secrets made them the treasure we sought.

The exciting part for me, as a pilot, was the landing on the moon. That was the time that we had achieved the national goal of putting Americans on the moon. The landing approach was, by far, the most difficult and challenging part of the flight. Walking on the lunar surface was very interesting, but it was something we looked on as reasonably safe and predictable. So the feeling of elation accompanied the landing rather than the walking.

All in all, for someone who was immersed in, fascinated by, and dedicated to flight, I was disappointed by the wrinkle in history that had brought me along one generation late. I had missed all the great times and adventures in flight.

The landing approach was, by far, the most difficult and challenging part of the flight. Walking on the lunar surface was very interesting, but it was something we looked on as reasonably safe and predictable. So the feeling of elation accompanied the landing rather than the walking.

A fight is not won by one punch or kick. Either learn to endure or hire a bodyguard.

Long time you fight revolution and when you fight revolution you use guns. You don’t really want talk about revolution until you have guns, right? So me don’t want ever to talk ‘bout revolution because me no never get gun. Me make music. Music is the biggest gun

To such beings, such fugitive beings, their own nature and our anxiety fasten wings. And even when they are with us the look in their eyes seems to warn us that they are about to take flight.

The resistance that you fight physically in the gym and the resistance that you fight in life can only build a strong character.

t’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.

It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog

Once You Have Tasted Flight You Will Walk the Earth With Your Eyes Turned Skyward.