“To vain men, other people are admirers.”

“For, to conceited men, all other men are admirers.”

“Vain men never hear anything but praise.”

“All men have the stars," he answered, "but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travellers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they were wealth. But all the stars are silent. You--you alone--will have the stars as no one else has them--”

“Do you really admire me very much.?" he asked the little prince."What does "admire" mean.?""To admire means that you consider me the handsomest, the best dressed, the richest and the most intelligent man on this planet.""But you are all alone on your planet.!""Do me this kindness. Admire me all the same.!""I admire you," said the little prince with a slight shrug of his shoulders, "but why should that mean so much to you.?"And the little prince went away."Grown- ups are really very odd," he said to himself, as he continued on his journey.”

“I shall never again admire a merely brave man.”

“Tell me who admires and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.”