Each Man Carries Within Him The Soul

You Will Have Five Hundred Million Little Bells, And I Shall Have Five Hundred Million Springs Of Fresh Water.

I Saw The Sunset Forty-four Times!

One Can Be A Brother Only In Something. Where There Is No Tie That Binds Men, Men Are Not United But Merely Lined Up.

It Is In Your Act That You Exist, Not In Your Body. Your Act Is Yourself, And There Is No Other You.

Where Are The People?” Resumed The Little Prince At Last. “it’s A Little Lonely In The Desert…” “it Is Lonely When You’re Among People, Too,” Said The Snake.