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

When one wishes to play the wit, he sometimes wander a little from the truth.

Peace dies when the framework is ripped apart. When there is no longer a place that is yours in the world. When you know no longer where your friend is to be found.

If you are to be, you must begin by assuming responsibility. You alone are responsible for every moment of your life, for every one of your acts.

For there is but one problem - the problem of human relations. We forget that there is no hope or joy except in human relations.

What he had yearned to embrace was not the flesh but a down spirit, a spark, the impalpable angel that inhabits the flesh.

Where are the people?” resumed the little prince at last. “It’s a little lonely in the desert…” “It is lonely when you’re among people, too,” said the snake.