A Sky As Pure As Water Bathed

I Have Lived A Great Deal Among Grown-ups. I Have Seen Them Intimately, Close At Hand. And That Hasn’t Much Improved My Opinion Of Them.

But Games Always Cover Something Deep And Intense, Else There Would Be No Excitement In Them, No Pleasure, No Power To Stir Us.

I Don't Understand These People Anymore, That Travel The Commuter-trains To Their Dormitory Towns. These People That Call Themselves Human, But, By A Pressure They Do Not Feel, Are Forced To Do Their Work Like Ants. With What Do They Fill Their Time When They Are Free Of Work On Their Silly Little Sundays? I Am Very Fortunate In My Profession. I Feel Like A Farmer, With The Airstrips As My Fields. Those That Have Once Tasted This Kind Of Fare Will Not Forget It Ever. Not So, My Friends?

There Is No Liberty Except The Liberty Of Some One Making His Way Towards Something. Such A Man Can Be Set Free If You Will Teach Him The Meaning Of Thirst, And How To Trace A Path To A Well. Only Then Will He Embark Upon A Course Of Action That Will Not Be Without Significance. You Could Not Liberate A Stone If There Were No Law Of Gravity - For Where Will The Stone Go, Once It Is Quarried?

So The Little Prince Tamed The Fox. And When The Hour Of His Departure Drew Near-- Ah," Said The Fox, "i Shall Cry." It Is Your Own Fault," Said The Little Prince. "i Never Wished You Any Sort Of Harm; But You Wanted Me To Tame You . . ." Yes, That Is So," Said The Fox. But Now You Are Going To Cry!" Said The Little Prince. Yes, That Is So," Said The Fox. Then It Has Done You No Good At All!" It Has Done Me Good," Said The Fox, "because Of The Color Of The Wheat Fields.