| ......But on your tiny little planet, my little prince, all you need do is move your chair a few steps. You can see the day end and the twilight falling whenever you like... "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 forth four sunsets?" But the little prince made no reply. |
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| But there is one extraordinary thing...when I drew the muzzle for the little prince, I forgot to add the leather strap to it. He will never have been able to fasten it on his sheep. So now I keep wondering: What is happening on his planet? Perhaps the sheep has eaten the flower... 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..." And then the little bells are changed to tears... Here, then, is a great mystery. For you who also love the little prince, and for me, nothing in the universe can be the same if somewhere, we do not know where, a sheep that we never saw has--yes or no?--eaten a rose... Look up at the sky. Ask yourselves: is it yes or no? Has the sheep eaten the flower? And you will see how everythig changes... And no grown-up will ever understand that htis is a matter of so much importance! |
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| This is, to me, the loveliest and saddest landscape in the world. It is the same as that on the preceding page, but I have drawn it again to impress it on your memory. It is here that the little prince appeared on Earth, and disappeared. Look at it carefully so that you will be sure to recognize it in case you travel some day to the African desert. And, if you should come upon this spot, please do not hurry on. Wait for a time, exactly uner the star. Then, if a little man appears who laughs, who has golden hair and who refuses to answer questions, you will know who he is. If this should happen, please comfort me. Send me word that he has come back... |
| This beautiful story is one of my favorite..Little Prince..I do still believe that he is alive somewhere around here. Oh well, my page is nothing to do with "The Little Prince." I just want people not to blow over their dreams, the dreams that they used to have when they were little kids. If you don't give it up, you'll meet your little prince someday just before you realized it. Okay, I'll just shut up now. Hope you would enjoy my page and have some fun here....Peace, Namy. |