Although human life is priceless, we always act as if something had an even greater price than life... but what is that something?

A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us.

Pure logic is the ruin of the spirit.

Using an artful tool does not make one a dry technician. It seems to me that people that are anxious about our technical advancement, confuse means and ends. Naturally a person that only works for material gain will not harvest something that is worth living for. But the machine is not an end in itself. The airplane is not an end. It is a tool. Just like the plough.

You're not a man, you're a mushroom!

The dignity of the individual demands that he be not reduced to vassalage by the largesse of others.

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 could be found in a single rose, or a little water..." Of course," I answered. And the little prince added, "But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.