I would’ve never dreamt that my skydive would trigger such gushing enthusiasm. I still don’t really understand exactly what I’ve accomplished, although I always suspected it would be a truly spectacular moment.

I’m now a member of a pretty small club.

People are fascinated about the world above them because it seems so out-of-reach.

If I do something, it’s always 90% obvious and 10% unknown.

I’m 100 percent sure I’m becoming a really good helicopter pilot.

I’m retired from the daredevil business.

I can’t bear the thought of my mother having to push me around in a wheelchair. I’d rather die quickly.

Aviation – and space travel, in particular – have always been especially captivating.

I’ve done a lot of things in a business where you’re lucky to stay alive, so when the time comes, I’ll be happy to pass my knowledge along and help someone else.

I once wanted to be a stuntman. I was constantly on the front pages when I was a base jumper. But if I were a stuntman, my name would only appear right at the end of the closing credits, even though I’d risked my life for others.