A goal without a pan is just a wish.

The seed haunted by the sun never fails to find its way between the stones in the ground. And the pure logician, if no sun draws him forth, remains entangled in his logic.

I remembered the fox. One runs the risk of crying a bit if one allows oneself to be tamed.

Trying to be witty leads to lying, more or less.

I have always learned to distinguish the important from the urgent.

Only the unknown frightens men. But once a man has faced the unknown, that terror becomes the known.

"It's a question of discipline," the little prince told me later on. "When you've finished washing and dressing each morning, you must tend your planet."