The Little Prince - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry: Beautiful Quotes

"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on."One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you — the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing.
Because she is my rose."

All men have the stars, but they are not the same things for different people.
For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides.
For others they are no more than little lights in the sky.

"It would have been better to come back at the same hour," said the fox. "If, for example, you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, then at three o'clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o'clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am!"

I wonder whether the stars are set alight in heaven so that one day each one of us may find his own again...

"I ought not to have listened to her," he confided to me one day.
"One never ought to listen to the flowers.
One should simply look at them and breathe their fragrance.
Mine perfumed all my planet.
But I did not know how to take pleasure in all her grace.
This tale of claws, which disturbed me so much, should only have filled my heart with tenderness and pity."
And he continued his confidences:
"The fact is that I did not know how to understand anything!
I ought to have judged by deeds and not by words.
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 …"

It is such a secret place, the land of tears.

"If I owned a silk scarf," he said, "I could put it around my neck and take it away with me. If I owned a flower, I could pluck that flower and take it away with me. But you cannot pluck the stars from heaven..."

And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me.
You will always be my friend.
You will want to laugh with me.
And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure...
And your friends will be properly astonished to see you laughing as you look up at the sky!
Then you will say to them,
'Yes, the stars always make me laugh!'
And they will think you are crazy.
It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played on you...

The flower that you love is not in danger.

Such power was a thing for the little prince to marvel at.
If he had been master of such complete authority, he would have been able to watch the sunset, not forty-four times in one day, but seventy-two, or even a hundred, or even two hundred times, without ever having to move his chair.