It is the savor of bread broken with comrades that makes us accept the values of war.

"What place would you advise me to visit now?" he asked. "The planet Earth," replied the geographer. "It has a good reputation."

I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings." -from the Fox-

My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored.

What value has compassion that does not take its object in its arms?

All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it.

But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.