I Am Who I Am And I

But Games Always Cover Something Deep And Intense, Else There Would Be No Excitement In Them, No Pleasure, No Power To Stir Us.

One Day," You Said To Me, "i Saw The Sunset Forty-four Times!" And A Little Later You Added: "you Know-- One Loves The Sunset, When One Is So Sad..." "were You So Sad, Then?" I Asked, "on The Day Of The Forty-four Sunsets?" But The Little Prince Made No Reply.

You Give Birth To That On Which You Fix Your Mind

At One Time I Say To Myself: "surely Not! The Little Prince Shuts His Flower Under Her Glass Globe Every Night, And He Watches Over His Sheep Very Carefully . . ." Then I Am Happy. And There Is Sweetness In The Laughter Of All The Stars.

We Must Not Subject Him Who Creates To The Desires Of The Multitude. It Is, Rather, His Creation That Must Become The Multitude's Desire.