It Is Better That One's Customers Come

Fight On And Fly On To The Last Drop Of Blood And The Last Drop Of Fuel, To The Last Beat Of The Heart.

If I Should Come Out Of This War Alive, I Will Have More Luck Than Brains.

I Started Shooting When I Was Much Too Far Away. That Was Merely A Trick Of Mine. I Did Not Mean So Much As To Hit Him As To Frighten Him, And I Succeeded In Catching Him. He Began Flying Curves And This Enabled Me To Draw Near.

I Honored The Fallen Enemy By Placing A Stone On His Beautiful Grave.

When One Has Shot Down One's First, Second Or Third Opponent, Then One Begins To Find Out How The Trick Is Done.