It would have been better to come back at the same hour,” said the fox. “If, for example, you came at four o’clock in the afternoon, then at three o’clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o’clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am! But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you . . . One must observe the proper rites . . .

Make your life a dream, and a dream a reality.

One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed.

Demagoguery enters at the moment when, for want of a common denominator, the principle of equality degenerates into the principle of identity.

We are prudent people. We are afraid to let go of our petty reality in order to grasp at a great shadow.

Sometimes we behave as though there was something more important than life. But what?

How desperately difficult it is to be honest with oneself. It is much easier to be honest with other people.What is true is invisible to the eye. It is only with the heart that one can see clearly.