Truth, for any man, is that which makes him a man.

Nothing can match the treasure of common memories.

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. you must be sure you pull up the baobabs regularly, as soon as you can tell them apart from the rosebushes, which they closely resemble when they're very young. It's very tedious work, but very easy.

For true love is inexhaustible; the more you give, the more you have. And if you go to draw at the true fountainhead, the more water you draw, the more abundant is its flow.

More wisdom is latent in things as they are than in all the words men use.

True love is visible not to the eyes but to the heart, for eyes may be deceived.

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.