“Gliders, sail planes, they’re wonderful flying machines. It’s the closest you can come to being a bird.”

Society’s future will depend on a continuous improvement program for the human character. And what will that future bring? I do not know, but it will be exciting.

Science has not yet mastered prophecy. We predict too much for the next year and yet far too little for the next 10.

Knowledge is fundamental to all human achievements and progress.

NASA has been one of the most successful public investments in motivating students to do well and achieve all they can achieve.

Damn I really did it. I blew the first words on the moon, didn’t I?

It’s different, but it’s very pretty out here. I suppose they are going to make a big deal of all this.

It never hurts to have friends around, so that’s why you’d form a crew.

The one thing I regret was that my work required an enormous amount of my time, and a lot of travel.

Start at the end and work back.

Fear is not an unknown emotion to us.

I hope you become comfortable with the use of logic without being deceived into concluding that logic will inevitably lead you to the correct conclusion.

Figure out how to build a brand and stick by it so people know what to expect.

If that’s there, I believe that technology will probably step up to their part of it.

If you don’t know who you are, a university is an expensive place to find out.

I guess we all like to be recognized not for one piece of fireworks but for the ledger of our daily work.

Now and then I miss the excitement about being in the cockpit of an airplane and doing new things.

Dream tonight of peacock tails, Diamond fields and spouter whales. Ills are many, blessing few, But dreams tonight will shelter you.

Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire’s own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly Singing about her head, as she rode by.

My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight

Say, has some wet bird-haunted English lawn Lent it the music of its trees at dawn?

Let the long contention cease! / Geese are swans, and swans are geese.

When I reached for what I wanted, they said I left my needs behind. But if all birds need is on the ground why then do they fly?

I would like to paint the way a bird sings.

Every bird that sings, sings for you. Every breeze that blows, blows for you. Every sunray shines for you. If you only knew how loved you are.