You become responsible for a long time for what you've tamed.

GOOD MORNING," said the little prince. "Good Morning," said the salesclerk. This was a salesclerk who sold pills invented to quench thirst. Swallow one a week and you no longer feel any need to drink. "Why do you sell these pills?" "They save so much time," the salesclerk said. "Experts have calculated that you can save fifty-three minutes a week." "And what do you do with those fifty-three minutes?" "Whatever you like." "If I had fifty-three minutes to spend as I liked," the little prince said to himself, "I'd walk very slowly toward a water fountain.

We must not subject him who creates to the desires of the multitude. It is, rather, his creation that must become the multitude's desire.

You're not a man, you're a mushroom!

And that heart which was a wild garden was given to him who only loved trim lawns. And the imbecile carried the princess into slavery.

People where you live," the little prince said, "grow five thousand roses in one garden... yet they don't find what they're looking for... They don't find it," I answered. And yet what they're looking for could be found in a single rose, or a little water..." Of course," I answered. And the little prince added, "But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.

When someone blushes, doesn't that mean 'yes'?