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Living In Dreams Of Yesterday, We Find Ourselves Still Dreaming Of Impossible Future Conquests.

What Freedom Lies In Flying, What Godlike Power It Gives To Men . . . I Lose All Consciousness In This Strong Unmortal Space Crowded With Beauty, Pierced With Danger.

I Realized That If I Had To Choose, I Would Rather Have Birds Than Airplanes.

Not Long Ago, When I Was A Student In College, Just Flying An Airplane Seemed A Dream. But That Dream Turned Into Reality.

Sometimes, Flying Feels Too Godlike To Be Attained By Man. Sometimes, The World From Above Seems Too Beautiful, Too Wonderful, Too Distant For Human Eyes To See .