Pure logic is the ruin of the spirit.

She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her... I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poor little stratagems. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her.

You know...my flower...I'm responsible for her. And she's so weak! And so naive. She has four ridiculous thorns to defend her against the world.

I showed the grown ups my maasterpiece, andI asked them if my drawing scared them. They answered why be scared of a hat? My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant.

I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset.

If Someone wants a sheep, then that means that he exists.

Every person that comes into our life comes for a reason; some come to learn and others come to teach.