Loneliness Is Bred Of A Mind That

The Field Of Consciousness Is Tiny. It Accepts Only One Problem At A Time.

People Where You Live," The Little Prince Said, "grow Five Thousand Roses In One Garden... Yet They Don't Find What They're Looking For... They Don't Find It," I Answered. And Yet What They're Looking For Could Be Found In A Single Rose, Or A Little Water..." Of Course," I Answered. And The Little Prince Added, "but Eyes Are Blind. You Have To Look With The Heart.

One Day," You Said To Me, "i Saw The Sunset Forty-four Times!" And A Little Later You Added: "you Know-- One Loves The Sunset, When One Is So Sad..." "were You So Sad, Then?" I Asked, "on The Day Of The Forty-four Sunsets?" But The Little Prince Made No Reply.

It Is Not A Question Of Living Dangerously. That Formula Is Too Arrogant, Too Presumptuous. I Don't Care Much For Bull-fighters. It's Not The Danger I Love. I Know What I Love. It Is Life Itself.

It Is Much More Difficult To Judge Oneself Than To Judge Others.