This article plus this one on the ongoing hatred we harbor towards each other, led me to this:

From The Little Prince by A. Saint Exupery

Now there were some terrible seeds on the planet that was the home of the little prince; and these were the seeds of the baobab. The soil of that planet was infested with them. A baobab is something you will never, never be able to get rid of if you attend to it too late. It spreads over the entire planet. It bores clear through it with its roots. And if the planet is too small, and the baobabs are too many, they split it in pieces . . .






Don't worry, it's only got a few leaves (via Rua da Judiaria)






In memory of my high school french teacher, who taught us tolerance along with literature using Saint Exupery's "The Little Prince".