Lo que más embellece el desierto -dijo el principito- es el pozo que oculta en algún sitio...
In those days, I didn't understand anything. I should have judged her according to her actions, not her words. She perfumed my planet and lit up my life. I should never have run away! I ought to have...
If you could fly to France in one minute, you could go straight into the sunset, right from noon. Unfortunately, France is too far away for that. But on your tiny planet, my little prince, all you nee...
I wonder, he said, whether the stars are set alight in heaven so that one day each one of us may find his own again...
I have no right, by anything I do or say, to demean a human being in his own eyes. What matters is not what I think of him it is what he thinks of himself. To undermine a man's self-respect is a sin.
Les yeux sont aveugles. Il faut chercher avec le coeur.
Comme il n'existe point de marchands d'amis, les hommes n'ont plus d'amis. Si tu veux un ami, apprivoise-moi!Que faut-il faire? Dit le petit prince.Il faut être très patient, répondit le renard. Tu t'...
When someone blushes, doesn't that mean 'yes'?
What did I care about my hammer, about my bolt, about thirst or death? There was, on one star, on one planet, on mine, the Earth, a little prince to be consoled! I took him in my arms. I rocked him. I...
Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.
Trying to be witty leads to lying, more or less.
The thing that is important is the thing that is not seen.
People where you live, the little prince said, grow five thousand roses in one garden... yet they don't find what they're looking for...They don't find it, I answered.And yet what they're looking for...
Men? One never knows where to find them. The wind blows them away. They have no roots, and that makes their life very difficult.
Les fleurs sont si contradictoires ! Mais j'étais trop jeune pour savoir l'aimer.
But the conceited man did not hear him. Conceited people never hear anything but praise.
Aimer, ce n'est pas se regarder l'un l'autre, c'est regarder ensemble dans la même direction.
Night when words fade and things come alive when the destructive analysis of day is done and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and...
There is no hope or joy except in human relations.
If someone loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows, in all the millions of stars, it is enough to make him happy just to look at the stars.