Whatever Boelcke Told Us Was Taken As

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.

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

Everything In The Air That Is Beneath Me, Especially If It Is A One Seater . . . Is Lost, For It Cannot Shoot To The Rear.

Success Flourishes Only In Perseverance Ceaseless, Restless Perseverance.

As A Little Boy Of Eleven I Entered The Cadet Corps. I Was Not Particularly Eager To Become A Cadet, But My Father Wished It. So My Wishes Were Not Consulted.