On the opposite wall as I sit on the carsie (the 'can' for you Americans), contemplating the meaning of life and why I don't eat more fruit and bran, is a poster. It has a photo of a 1920s biplane (a Jenny, perhaps?) almost intact, but sitting 20 feet off the ground in the branches of a tree. The legend says this:
"Aviation itself is not inherently dangerous. But to an even greater degree than the sea it is terribly unforgiving of any carelessness, incapacity or neglect."
A cliche, to be sure, but it's nice to be reminded of it like this every day (or every other day).
QDM