As a fighter pilot I know from my own experiences how decisive surprise and luck can be for success, which in the long run comes only to the one who combines daring with cool thinking.

Flying is more than a sport and more than a job; flying is pure passion and desire, which fill a lifetime.

An excellent weapon and luck had been on my side. To be successful, the best fighter pilot needs both.

The colossus of World War II seemed to be like a pyramid turned upside down, and for the moment the whole burden of the war rested on the few hundred German fighter pilots on the Channel coast.

Only in the spirit of attack, born in a brave heart, will bring success to any fighter aircraft, no matter how highly developed it may be.

The battle is tough but if you reach where you want to go, then at least in some sense it is worth it.

It's unbelievable what one squadron of twelve aircraft did to tip the balance.

Never abandon the possibility of attack. Attack even from a position of inferiority, to disrupt the enemy's plans. This often results in improving one's own position.

I had to inspect all fighter units in Russia, Africa, Sicily, France, and Norway. I had to be everywhere.

Superior technical achievements - used correctly both strategically and tactically - can beat any quantity numerically many times stronger yet technically inferior.

"He who wants to protect everything, protects nothing," is one of the fundamental rules of defense.

While we are floating against the current toward the future, our minds stay behind with the anchoring memories of the past.

There is truly no other place bearing so much love as airports.

Constant remembrance of the Almighty will bring you everlasting happiness and peace

Relinquish your ideology of control, for it is merely a mirage anyway.

Historically, you've had really muddy, unforgiving, unintentional images of black people.

I am grateful that my one talent, flying, was useful to my country.

It's the same in real life: Notorious murderers get off scot-free and live happily all their lives, while good people die - sometimes the very best people. That's the way of the world.

Violence in the voice is often only the death rattle of reason in the throat.

Evil had to manifest itself and fulfill its role, so that ultimately Good could prevail. [...] Evil needs to manifest itself, for them to understand the value of Good.

My high school experience was pretty good, but my middle school experience was god awful. It was horrible. I got picked on like no tomorrow.