“The proof that the little prince existed is that he was charming, that he laughed, and that he was looking for a sheep. If anybody wants a sheep, that is a proof that he exists.” 

"The meaning of things lies not in the things themselves, but in our attitude towards them."

"You are responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose."

"The notion of looking on at life has always been hateful to me. What am I if I am not a participant? In order to be, I must participate."

"What was my body to me? A kind of flunkey in my service. Let but my anger wax hot, my love grow exalted, my hatred collect in me, and that boasted solidarity between me and my body was gone."

“Happiness” means mainly a sense of deep satisfaction. The object of life or our goal, then, is satisfaction.

We need to discover not only what disturbs our minds, but also what the antidotes to those factors are.

It is very rare or almost impossible that an event can be negative from all points of view.

Silence is sometimes the best answer.

Hard times build determination and inner strength. Through them we can also come to appreciate the uselessness of anger. Instead of getting angry nurture a deep caring and respect for troublemakers because by creating such trying circumstances they provide us with invaluable opportunities to practice tolerance and patience.

The remedy is to look deeper and recognize that we human beings are physically, mentally and emotionally the same.

Let us try to recognize the precious nature of each day.

Take into account that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

Be the change you wish to be

Life was a wheel, its only job was to turn, and it always came back to where it started

I wanted to say goodbye to someone, and have someone say goodbye to me. The goodbyes we speak and the goodbyes we hear are the goodbyes that tell us we´re still alive

Get busy living or get busy dying.....there ain't nothing inbetween

It always comes down to just two choices. Get busy living, or get busy dying.

What we like to think of ourselves and what we really are rarely have much in common....

Get busy living or get busy dying

Life is like a wheel. Sooner or later, it always comes around to where you started again

I think different. And I can think different if I want to.

The thought process can never be complete without articulation.

It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright