Nothing will stop us. The road to the stars is steep and dangerous. But we're not afraid . . . Space flights can't be stopped. This isn't the work of one man or even a group of men. It is a historical process which mankind is carrying out in accordance with the natural laws of human development.
One day the stars will be as familiar to each man as the landmarks, the curves, and the hills on the road that leads to his door, and one day that will be an airborne life.
To squander a fortune in public money, billions and billions, stubbornly carrying on with a Concorde we can only sell to ourselves.
A very friendly boom, like a pair of gleeful handclaps.
There are no practical alternatives to air transportation.
Although humans today remain more capable than machines for many tasks, by 2030 machine capabilities will have increased to the point that humans will have become the weakest component in a wide array of systems and processes. Humans and machines will need to become far more closely coupled, through improved human-machine interfaces and by direct augmentation of human performance
Nothing can prevent us from another day and night, and the myth of perpetual flight.
The first company to produce a certified two seat electric aircraft with a 1.5 hour range will dominate the aviation training market.
We will be producing supersonic planes which will go far, far faster than Concordes. New York to Tokyo could be less than an hour. You could be traveling at 19,000 miles an hour orbitally.
The weird thing is that I hate to fly, and the quote that I give people is that every time I get off a plane, I view it as a failed suicide attempt.
First Europe, and then the globe, will be linked by flight, and nations so knit together that they will grow to be next-door neighbors. . . . What railways have done for nations, airways will do for the world.
A commercial aircraft is a vehicle capable of supporting itself aerodynamically and economically at the same time.
Once you get hooked on the airline business, it's worse than dope.
These days no one can make money on the goddamn airline business. The economics represent sheer hell.
A recession is when you have to tighten your belt; depression is when you have no belt to tighten. When you've lost your trousers - you're in the airline business.
You cannot get one nickel for commercial flying.
If the Wright brother were alive today Wilbur would have to fire Orville to reduce costs.
The worst sort of business is one that grows rapidly, requires significant capital to engender the growth, and then earns little or no money. Think airlines. Here a durable competitive advantage has proven elusive ever since the days of the Wright Brothers. Indeed, if a farsighted capitalist had been present at Kitty Hawk, he would have done his successors a huge favor by shooting Orville down.
Running an airline is like having a baby: fun to conceive, but hell to deliver.
Since 1978 the record pretty well shows that no start-up airline . . . has really been successful, so the odds of JetBlue having long-term success are remote. I'm not going to say it can't happen because stranger things have happened, but I personally believe P.T. Barnum was, in that respect, correct.
I don't think JetBlue has a better chance of being profitable than 100 other predecessors with new airplanes, new employees, low fares, all touchy-feely ... all of them are losers. Most of these guys are smoking ragweed.
Loyal employees in any company create loyal customers, who in turn create happy shareholders.
Every other start-up wants to be another United or Delta or American. We just want to get rich.
This is a nasty, rotten business.
The airline business is crazy. I've not been enamored with the industry in general. You can't depend on anybody and anything. It's dog-eat-dog and one thing or another from one minute to the next. What I understand about it, I don't like what I see.
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