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It is in the compelling zest of high adventure and of victory, and in creative action, that man finds his supreme joys.
— Antoine de Saint-Exupery
aircraft pilot, novelist, children's writer, writer, journalist, illustrator, philosopher, poet, inventor
1900 – 1944
It is in the compelling zest of high adventure and of victory, and in creative action, that man finds his supreme joys.
Tell me who admires and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.
I have no right to say or do anything that diminishes a man in his own eyes. What matters is not what I think of him but what he thinks of himself. Hurting a man in his dignity is a crime.
Life has meaning only if one barters it day by day for something other than itself.
For true love is inexhaustible; the more you give, the more you have. And if you go to draw at the true fountainhead, the more water you draw, the more abundant is its flow.
What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step.
Those who pass by us, do not go alone, and do not leave us alone; they leave a bit of themselves, and take a little of us.
I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings.
The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them.
The meaning of things lies not in the things themselves, but in our attitude towards them.
A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.
And the fox said to the little prince: men have forgotten this truth, but you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.
Only the unknown frightens men. But once a man has faced the unknown, that terror becomes the known.
If you want to build a ship, don’t drum up the men to gather wood, divide the work, and give orders. Instead, teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea.
What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well.
Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
True happiness comes from the joy of deeds well done, the zest of creating things new.
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.
