Defeat Is A Thing Of

Pure Logic Is The Ruin Of The Spirit.

Each Man Carries Within Him The Soul Of A Poet Who Died Young.

Where Are The People?” Resumed The Little Prince At Last. “it’s A Little Lonely In The Desert…” “it Is Lonely When You’re Among People, Too,” Said The Snake.

The Only Things You Learn Are The Things You Tame

No One Is Ever Satisfied Where He Is.