"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."
"You will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall have five hundred million springs of fresh water..."
"I remembered the fox. One runs the risk of crying a bit if one allows oneself to be tamed."
"People have forgotten this truth,"the fox said. "But you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose."
"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..."
"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..."