You cannot beat him for lyrical and intimate accounts of both the bliss and trials of early flight. The reading is like dreaming, and the language, whether plain-spoken or purely poetic, is haunting in the best romantic sort of way.
"A pilot's business is with the wind, with the stars, with night, with sand, with the sea. He strives to outwit the forces of nature. He stares in expectancy for the coming of dawn the way a gardener awaits the coming of spring. He looks forward to port as to a promised land, and truth for him is what lives in the stars."