Es una locura odiar a todas las rosas porque una te pinchó. - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

All of us, in words that contradict each other, express at bottom the same exalted impulse. What sets us against one another is not our aims — they all come to the same thing — but our methods, which are the fruit of our varied reasoning.

People where you live grow five thousand roses in one garden...yet they don't find what they are looking for.

One day,' you said, 'I watched the sunset forty-three times!'

And a little later you added:
'You know, when one is that sad, one can get to love the sunset.'

'Were you that sad, then, on the day of the forty-three sunset?'

But the prince made no answer.