It was that quality that led me into aviation in the first place — it was a love of the air and sky and flying, the lure of adventure, the appreciation of beauty. It lay beyond the descriptive words of man — where immortality is touched through danger, where life meets death on equal plane; where man is more than man, and existence both supreme and valueless at the same instant.
Charles A. Lindbergh, Reeve Lindbergh (2003). “The Spirit of St. Louis”, p.255, Simon and Schuster