Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis...#Antoine De Saint-Exupery
Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always...#Antoine De Saint-Exupery
Whoever loves above all the approach of love will never know the joy of attaining...#Antoine De Saint-Exupery
We say nothing essential about the cathedral when we speak of its stones. We say...#Antoine De Saint-Exupery
Transport of the mails, transport of the human voice, transport of flickering pictures-in this century...#Antoine De Saint-Exupery