My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant.

Perfection is reachednot when there's nothing to add, but when there's nothing to take away.

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!

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

Experience will guide us to the rules. You cannot make rules precede practical experience.

Charity never humiliated him who profited from it, nor ever bound him by the chains of gratitude, since it was not to him but to God that the gift was made.

Loneliness is bred of a mind that has grown earth-bound.