I live only in the moment in this strange, unmortal space, crowded with beauty, pierced with danger.


The Spirit of St. Louis (1953)


I live only in the moment in this strange, unmortal space, crowded with beauty, pierced with danger.

I live only in the moment in this strange, unmortal space, crowded with beauty, pierced with danger.

I live only in the moment in this strange, unmortal space, crowded with beauty, pierced with danger.

I live only in the moment in this strange, unmortal space, crowded with beauty, pierced with danger.