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

Why are you drinking? demanded the little prince. "So that I may forget," replied the tippler. "Forget what?" inquired the little prince, who was already sorry for him. "Forget that I am ashamed," the tippler confessed, hanging his head. "Ashamed of what?" insisted the little prince, who wanted to help him. "Ashamed of drinking!

When you tame someone they become unique to you in all the world

The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them.

I have lived a great deal among grown-ups. I have seen them intimately, close at hand. And that hasn’t much improved my opinion of them.

But the conceited man did not hear him. Conceited people never hear anything but praise.

There is nothing that can equal the treasure of so many shared memories.