"One day," you said to me, "I saw the sunset forty-four times!" And a little later you added: "You know — one loves the sunet, when one is so sad..… - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Au-dessus de mes mots maladroits, au-dessus des raisonnements qui me peuvent tromper, tu considères en moi simplement l'Homme. Tu honores en moi l'ambassadeur de croyances, de coutumes, d'amours particulières. Si je diffère de toi, loin de te léser, je t'augmente. Tu m'interroges comme l'on interroge le voyageur.

Chacun s'exalte pour des religions qui lui promettent cette plénitude. Tous, sous les mots contradictoires, nous exprimons les mêmes élans. Nous nous divisons sur des méthodes qui sont les fruits de nos raisonnements, non sur les buts: ils sont les mêmes.

Why are you drinking? - the little prince asked.
- In order to forget - replied the drunkard.
- To forget what? - inquired the little prince, who was already feeling sorry for him.
- To forget that I am ashamed - the drunkard confessed, hanging his head.
- Ashamed of what? - asked the little prince who wanted to help him.
- Ashamed of drinking! - concluded the drunkard, withdrawing into total silence.
And the little prince went away, puzzled.
'Grown-ups really are very, very odd', he said to himself as he continued his journey.