Night, When Words Fade And Things Come

Life Has Meaning Only If One Barters It Day By Day For Something Other Than Itself.

What He Had Yearned To Embrace Was Not The Flesh But A Down Spirit, A Spark, The Impalpable Angel That Inhabits The Flesh.

"it's A Question Of Discipline," The Little Prince Told Me Later On. "when You've Finished Washing And Dressing Each Morning, You Must Tend Your Planet."

I Wonder," He Said, "whether The Stars Are Set Alight In Heaven So That One Day Each One Of Us May Find His Own Again.

I Fly Because It Releases My Mind From The Tyranny Of Petty Things.