"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..."
"Sometimes, there is no harm in putting off a piece of work until another day."
"All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it."
"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..."
"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."
"What makes the desert beautiful,' said the little prince, 'is that somewhere it hides a well..."