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.

A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.

Mad is the man who is forever gritting his teeth against that granite block, complete and changeless, of the past.

Let your dream devour your life, not your life devour your dream.

The flower you single out is a rejection of all other flowers; nevertheless, only on these terms is it beautiful.

Only the children know what they are looking for.

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