No changing of place at a hundred miles an hour . . . will make us one whit stronger, happier or wiser.
There was always more in the world than men could see, walked they ever so slowly; they will see it no better for going fast . . . The really precious things are thought and sight, not pace. It does a bullet no good to go fast; and a man, if he be truly a man, no harm to go slow; for his glory is not at all in going, but in being." —John Ruskin Six thousand feet above Arkansas the left outboard engine of the big DC-6 began to pop dangerous orange flames. Unhurriedly, as became his 52 years and his 20,000 flying hours, Pilot Laurens Claude flicked the switches, cutting the bad power plant and feathering its propeller. On her three good engines, American Airlines' Aztec, New York-to-Mexico City luxury liner, purred steadily on course for Dallas, 300 miles southwest.