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

I wonder," he said, "whether the stars are set alight in heaven so that one day each one of us may find his own again.

And they heard the roaring thunder of a third brilliantly lighted express. "Are they pursuing the first travelers?" demanded the little prince. "They are pursuing nothing at all," said the switchman. "They are asleep in there, or if they are not asleep they are yawning. Only the children are flattening their noses against the windowpanes." "Only the children know what they are looking for," said the little prince. "They waste their time over a rag doll and it becomes very important to them; and if anybody takes it away from them, they cry..." "They are lucky," the switchman said.

He sat down. I sat down next to him. And after a silence, he spoke again. 'The stars are beautiful because of a flower you don't see...' I answered, 'Yes, of course.

One day, I watched the sun setting forty-four times......You know...when one is so terribly sad, one loves sunsets.

Every person that comes into our life comes for a reason; some come to learn and others come to teach.

One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed.