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

A Civilization Is A Heritage Of Beliefs, Customs, And Knowledge Slowly Accumulated In The Course Of Centuries, Elements Difficult At Times To Justify By Logic, But Justifying Themselves As Paths When They Lead Somewhere, Since They Open Up For Man His Inner Distance.

You Cannot Plant An Acorn In The Morning, And Expect That Afternoon To Sit In The Shade Of An Oak.

All Grown-ups Were Once Children... But Only Few Of Them Remember It.

Good Morning," Said The Little Prince. "good Morning," Said The Salesclerk. This Was A Salesclerk Who Sold Pills Invented To Quench Thirst. Swallow One A Week And You No Longer Feel Any Need To Drink. "why Do You Sell These Pills?" "they Save So Much Time," The Salesclerk Said. "experts Have Calculated That You Can Save Fifty-three Minutes A Week." "and What Do You Do With Those Fifty-three Minutes?" "whatever You Like." "if I Had Fifty-three Minutes To Spend As I Liked," The Little Prince Said To Himself, "i'd Walk Very Slowly Toward A Water Fountain.