Pure logic is the ruin of the spirit.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYPure logic is the ruin of the spirit.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYThe arms of love encompass you with your present, your past, your future, the arms of love gather you together.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYIf you come at four in the afternoon, I’ll begin to be happy by three.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYThe most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYYou become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYSometimes, there is no harm in putting off a piece of work until another day.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYIt is in your act that you exist, not in your body. Your act is yourself, and there is no other you.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYPerfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYA man’s age is something impressive, it sums up his life.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYTo live is to be slowly born.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYLove does not cause suffering: what causes it is the sense of ownership, which is love’s opposite.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYI am who I am and I have the need to be.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYEach man carries within him the soul of a poet who died young.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYIt is such a mysterious place, the land of tears.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYLove consists of not looking each other in the eye, but of looking outwardly in the same direction.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYI still fall for your everyday.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERY