What sets us against one another is not our aims - they all come to the same thing - but our methods, which are the fruit of our varied reasoning.

A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us.

When I opened my eyes I saw nothing but the pool of nocturnal sky, for I was lying on my back with out-stretched arms, face to face with that hatchery of stars. Only half awake, still unaware that those depths were sky, having no roof between those depths and me, no branches to screen them, no root to cling to, I was seized with vertigo and felt myself as if flung forth and plunging downward like a diver.

He had taken seriously words which were without importance, and it made him very unhappy.

You - you alone will have the stars as no one else has them...In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night...You - only you - will have stars that can laugh.

Pure logic is the ruin of the spirit.

That's the way they are. You must not hold it against them. Children should be very understanding of grown-ups.