For indeed it is not the eyes that grow blind, but it is the hearts, which are within the bosoms, that grow blind. (Quran 22:46)
“I am thirsty for this water,” said the little prince. “Give me some of it to drink…”
And I understood what he had been looking for.
I raised the bucket to his lips. He drank, his eyes closed. It was as sweet as some special festival treat. This water was indeed a different thing from ordinary nourishment. Its sweetness was born of the walk under the stars, the song of the pulley, the effort of my arms. It was good for the heart, like a present..
“The men where you live,” said the little prince, “raise five thousand roses in the same garden – and they do not find it in what they are looking for.”
“They do not find it,” I replied.
“And yet what they are looking for could be found in one single rose, or in a drop water.”
“Yes, that is true,” I said.
And the little prince added: “But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart…”
"Here is my secret. It is very simple. One sees clearly only with the heart. That which is quintessential is invisible to the eyes."
- from The Little Prince (1943), by Antoine de Saint Exupéry
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