You will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall... - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

"A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral."

"If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers..."

"Well, I must endure the presence of a few caterpillars if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies."

"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..."

"What makes the desert beautiful,' said the little prince, 'is that somewhere it hides a well..."