There were books, I never bored to reread, and any version never failed to amuse me. One of them is The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint – Exupéry. I found one in Masdar Institute library and read it while waiting for pick up Bhumi. I took a few good words from the book,
What makes desert beautiful is, … , that is hide a well somewhere.
It is much harder to judge yourself than to judge others. If you succeed in judging yourself, it is because you are truly a wise man.
People have stars, but they aren’t the same. For travelers, the stars are guides. For others people, they are nothing but tiny light. And for still others, for scholars, they are problems. For businessman, they were gold. But all those stars are silent stars.
You, though, you’ll have stars like nobody else.
I now curious to another works of Antoine de Saint-Exupér: Wind, Sand and Stars.