And at night I love to listen to the stars. It is like five hundred million little bells.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYAnd at night I love to listen to the stars. It is like five hundred million little bells.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYI remembered the fox. One runs the risk of crying a bit if one allows oneself to be tamed.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYSometimes we behave as though there was something more important than life. But what?
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYOne runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYAnd 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.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYNo individual is isolated. He who is sad, saddens others.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYHow could drops of water know themselves to be a river? Yet the river flows on.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYYou cannot plant an acorn in the morning, and expect that afternoon to sit in the shade of an oak.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYI fly because it releases my mind from the tyranny of petty things.
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-EXUPERYIt is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYReal love begins where nothing is expected in return.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYI fly because it releases my mind from the tyranny of petty things.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYLanguage is the source of misunderstandings.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYNo one is ever satisfied where he is.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERYTrue love is inexhaustible; the more you give, the more you have.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERY