‘The men where you live,’ said the little prince, ‘grow five thousand roses in the same garden … and they do not find what they are looking for …’
‘They do not find it,’ I replied.
‘And yet, what they are looking for could be found in a single rose or in a little water.’
‘Yes, indeed,’ I replied.
And the little prince added: ‘But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart.’