The field of consciousness is tiny. It accepts only one problem at a time.

If you tame me, it would be as if the sun came to shine on my life.

One day," you said to me, "I saw the sunset forty-four times!" And a little later you added: "You know-- one loves the sunset, when one is so sad..." "Were you so sad, then?" I asked, "on the day of the forty-four sunsets?" But the little prince made no reply.

If I had fifty-three minutes to spend as I liked, I should walk at my leisure toward a spring of fresh water.

Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.

Grown ups are certainly very strange.

More wisdom is latent in things as they are than in all the words men use.