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.

To become a man is to be responsible; to be ashamed of miseries that you did not cause.

All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it.

But certainly, for us who understand life, figures are a matter of indifference.

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

The one thing that matters is the effort. It continues, whereas the end to be attained is but an illusion of the climber, as he fares on and on from crest to crest; and once the goal is reached it has no meaning.

You will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall have five hundred million springs of fresh water.