Les fleurs sont faibles. Elles sont naïves. Elles se rassurent comme elles peuvent. Elles se croient terribles avec leurs épines - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The fact is that I did not know how to understand anything! I ought to have judged by deeds and not by words. She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her... I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poor little stratagems. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her...

Por supuesto que te haré daño. Por supuesto que me harás daño. Por supuesto que nos haremos daño el uno al otro. Pero esta es la condición misma de la existencia. Para llegar a ser primavera, significa aceptar el riesgo de invierno. Para llegar a ser presencia, significa aceptar el riesgo de la ausencia.

To forget a friend is sad. Not every one has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown−ups who are no
longer interested in anything but figures..