To be a man is, precisely, to be responsible. It is to feel shame at the sight of what seems to be unmerited misery. It is to take pride in a victory won by one's comrades. It is to feel, when setting one's stone, that one is contributing to the building of the world.

If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers.

Flying is a man's job and its worries are a man's worries.

Once we are bound together to our brothers by a common good that is outside us, then we can breathe. Experience teaches us that love is not to gaze at one another but to gaze in the same direction. There is no comradeship except through unity on the same rope, climbing towards the same peak.

The house, the stars, the desert -- what gives them their beauty is something that is invisible!

But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.

What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it.