Man Is, Above All, He Who Creates.

If Someone Wants A Sheep, Then That Means That He Exists.

What Have You Come To Earth For?' 'i'm Having Difficulties With A Flower,' The Little Prince Said. 'ah!' Said The Snake. And They Were Both Silent.

Night, The Beloved. Night, When Words Fade And Things Come Alive. When The Destructive Analysis Of Day Is Done, And All That Is Truly Important Becomes Whole And Sound Again. When Man Reassembles His Fragmentary Self And Grows With The Calm Of A Tree.

What Makes The Desert Beautiful Is That Somewhere It Hides A Well.

Man's Progress Is But A Gradual Discovery That His Questions Have No Meaning.