The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them.

nothing in the universe can be the same if somewhere, we do not know where, a sheep that we never saw has - yes or no? - eaten a rose...Look up at the sky. Ask yourselves: is it yes or no? Has the...

To forget a friend is sad.

But the eyes are blind, you must search by the heart

Will you draw me a sheep?

You only see well with your heart, the essentials are invisible to the eyes.

What the desert most beautifies, ”said the little prince - is the well he hides somewhere ...

What moves me so deeply, about this little prince who is sleeping here, is his loyalty to a flower - the image of a rose that shines through his whole being like the flame of a lamp, even when he is...

People where you live grow five thousand roses in one garden...yet they don't find what they are looking for.

My flower is ephemeral, the little prince said to himself, and she has only four thorns to defend herself against the world. And I have left her on my planet, all alone!That was his first moment of...

I need to put up with two or three caterpillars if I want to get to know the butterflies. Apparently they're very beautiful.

If I ordered a general to fly from one flower to another like a butterfly, or to write a tragic drama, or to change himself into a sea bird, and if the general did not carry out the order that he had...

The adults love the numbers. If they knew all this, they thought they knew it.

Men? One never knows where to find them. The wind blows them away. They have no roots, and that makes their life very difficult.

Nevertheless he is the only one of them all who does not seem to me ridiculous. Perhaps that is because he is thinking of something else besides himself.

Then you shall judge yourself," answered the king. "That is the most difficult thing of all. It is far more difficult to judge oneself than to judge others. If you succeed in judging yourself rightly,...

I win, said the fox, because of the color of the Ble.

We only see well with the heart, and the important thing does not see the eyes

One day, you said to me, I saw the sunset forty-four times!And a little later you added:You know-- one loves the sunet, when one is so sad...Were you so sad, then? I asked, on the day of the...

The stars are beautiful, because of a flower that we do not see ...

Right in front of you we cannot go far ...

I like the sunsets. Let's go see a sunset ...

But, of course, for those of us who understand life, we would not care less about figures.

Why should anyone be frightened by a hat?

You see the wheat fields over there? I don't eat bread. For me, wheat is of no use whatever. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful,...

If I am attempting to describe him, it is in order not to forget him. It is sad to forget a friend. Not every one has had a friend.

My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant.

You are beautiful but you are empty, he said to them again. You can't die for you. Of course, my rose to me, an ordinary passer -by would believe that it looks like you. But on her own she is more...

For me you're only a little boy just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you have no need of me, either. For you I'm only a fox like a hundred thousand other...

One day I saw the sun away forty -three times!