The Chief Aim Of Wisdom

I Am A Sporting Man. I Always Like To Give Trains And Aeroplanes A Fair Chance Of Getting Away.

The Air Is An Extremely Dangerous, Jealous And Exacting Mistress. Once Under The Spell Most Lovers Are Faithful To The End, Which Is Not Always Old Age. Even Those Masters And Princes Of Aerial Fighting, The Survivors Of Fifty Mortal Duels In The High Air Who Have Come Scatheless Through The War And All Its Perils, Have Returned Again And Again To Their Love And Perished Too Often In Some Ordinary Commonplace Flight Undertaken For Pure Amusement.

I Am Sure That The Mistakes Of That Time Will Not Be Repeated; We Should Probably Make Another Set Of Mistakes.

The Opposition Occupies The Benches In Front Of You, But The Enemy Sits Behind You

There Was A Man Who Sold A Hyena Skin While The Beast Still Lived And Who Was Killed In Hunting It.