Look, words are like the air: they belong to everybody. Words are not the problem; it's the tone, the context, where those words are aimed, and in whose company they are uttered. Of course murderers a...
And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you.
Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them
I don't know anyone who can't learn something from The Little Prince.
If a sheep eats bushes does it eat flowers too?A sheep eats whatever it finds.Even a flower with thorn?Even a flower with thorns.Then what's the good of thorns?
If you love a flower which happens to be on a star, it is sweet at night to gaze at the sky. All the stars are a riot of flowers.
No one is ever satisfied where he is....Only the children know what they’re looking for....
One only understands the things that one tames, said the fox. Men haveno more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at theshops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy f...
Supposing I know of a flower that is absolutely unique, that is nowhere to be found except on my planet, and any minute that flower could accidentally be eaten up by a little lamb, isn't that importan...
What a queer planet! he thought. It is altogether dry, and altogether pointed, and altogether harsh and forbidding. And the people have no imagination. They repeat whatever one says to them . . . On m...
You are beautiful, but you are empty, he went on. One could not die for you.