There Is No Hope Of Joy Except

The Soldier's Body Becomes A Stock Of Accessories That Are Not His Property.

The Meaning Of Things Lies Not In The Things Themselves, But In Our Attitude Towards Them.

Men Have No More Time To Understand Anything. They Buy Things All Ready Made At The Shops. But There Is No Shop Anywhere Where One Can Buy Friendship, And So Men Have No Friends Any More. If You Want A Friend, Tame Me.

And At Night I Love To Listen To The Stars. It Is Like Five Hundred Million Little Bells.

My Life Is Very Monotonous," The Fox Said. "i Hunt Chickens; Men Hunt Me. All The Chickens Are Just Alike, And All The Men Are Just Alike. And, In Consequence, I Am A Little Bored.