Flying Is A Man's Job And Its

You Are Beautiful, But You Are Empty,” He Went On. “one Could Not Die For You. To Be Sure, An Ordinary Passerby Would Think That My Rose Looked Just Like You--the Rose That Belongs To Me.

It Is Only With The Heart That One Can See Rightly.

If France Is To Be Judged, Judge Her Not By The Effects Of Her Defeat But By Her Readiness To Sacrifice Herself.

It's Quite Simple: One Sees Clearly Only With The Heart. Anything Essential Is Invisible To The Eyes. [fr., Il Est Tres Simple: On Ne Voit Bien Qu'avec Le Coeur. L'essentiel Est Invisible Pour Les Yeux.]

It Is Always In The Midst, In The Epicenter, Of Your Troubles That You Find Serenity.