She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her... I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poor little stratagems. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her.

One day," you said to me, "I saw the sunset forty-four times!" And a little later you added: "You know-- one loves the sunset, when one is so sad..." "Were you so sad, then?" I asked, "on the day of the forty-four sunsets?" But the little prince made no reply.

The essential things in life are seen, not with the eyes but with the heart.

Living is being born slowly. It would be a little too easy if we could borrow ready-made souls.

You know you've achieved perfection in design, not when you have nothing more to add, but when you have nothing more to take away.

One man may hit the mark, another blunder; but heed not these distinctions. Only from the alliance of the one, working with and through the other, are great things born.

Behind all seen things lies something vaster; everything is but a path, a portal or a window opening on something other than iteself.