And I love to listen to the stars at night. It is like listening to five hundred million little bells . . .
All men have the stars, he answered, but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travellers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sk...
The field of consciousness is tiny. It accepts only one problem at a time. Get into a fist fight put your mind on the strategy of the fight and you will not feel the other fellow's punches.
A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born.
Love is not about staring at each other, but staring off in the same direction.
آخر شازده کوچولو پرسید:پس آدم ها کجا هستند؟آدم در بیابان احساس تنهایی می کند...مار گفت:باآدم ها نیز آدم احساس تنهایی می کند
You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad.
Where are the people? resumed the little prince at last. It’s a little lonely in the desert… It is lonely when you’re among people, too, said the snake.
What does tamed mean? It's something that's been too often neglected. It means to create ties.
Then you shall judge yourself, answered the king. That is the most difficult thing of all. It is far more difficult to judge oneself than to judge others. If you succeed in judging yourself rightly, t...
That is the most difficult thing of all. It is far more difficult to judge oneself than to judge others. If you succeed in judging yourself correctly, then you are truly a man of wisdom.
Nobody grasped you by the shoulder while there was still time. Now the clay of which you were shaped has dried and hardened, and naught in you will ever awaken the sleeping musician, the poet, the asr...
It's much more difficult to judge oneself than to judge others.
In one of those stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night. And when your sorrow is comforted (...
I don't believe you! Flowers are weak creatures. They are naive. They reassure themselves as best they can. They believe that their thorns are terrible weapons...
He had taken seriously words which were without importance, and it made him very unhappy.
For, to conceited men, all other men are admirers.
C'est le temps que tu a perdu pour ta rose qui fait ta rose si importante.
But you want to remember that below the sea of clouds lies eternity.
Bit by bit, nevertheless, it comes over us that we shall never again hear the laughter of our friend, that this one garden is forever locked against us. And at that moment begins our true mourning, wh...