here are the people?” the Little Prince decided to reopen the conversation. “It’s so lonely in a desert…”
“It’s very lonely among people as well”, the snake told.
It is very simple: you may see the truth only with your heart. Everything that is important can’t be seen.”
He went back to the fox.
“Goodbye”, he said.
“Goodbye”, said the fox. “And here is my secret. It is very simple: you may see the truth only with your heart. Everything that is important can’t be seen.”
“Everything that is important can’t be seen”, the Little Prince repeated to memorize it better.
“The time, that you have spent with your rose, makes it so important.”
“The time, that I have spent with the rose”, the Little Prince said to memorize it better.
“People have forgotten this truth”, said the fox. “You shouldn’t forget. We are always responsible for those who we tamed. You are responsible for your rose…”
“I am responsible for my rose”, the Little Prince repeated to memorize it better.
I showed what was inside the boa constrictor so the adults were able to see it clearly. They always need everything explaining
If someone loves the flower that exists in a single sample in millions of stars, it’s enough for him to look at stars and be happy. He can say to himself. “My flower is somewhere there…” But if a lamb eats the flower, all the stars will instantly fade. Do you think it’s not important?
but that doesn’t help much!”
Words are the source of misunderstanding.
“What do you do with five hundred thousand of stars?”
“Five hundred million six hundred and twenty-two thousand seven hundred and one. I am busy with very important stuff. I am very accurate.”
“What do you do with these stars?”
“What do I do with them?”
“Yes.”
“Nothing. I possess them.”
“Do you possess the stars?
“I do.”
“But I have met a king that…”
“Kings don’t possess, they rein. It’s completely different”
“Why are you possessing them?”
“Due to them I am becoming richer.”
“Why do you need to be rich?”
“To buy more stars if they are discovered.”
“In a way, this man is talking like my poor drunkard”, the Little Prince thought to himself.
imney is blocked with soot.
On our planet Earth, we are clearly too small to clean volcanos. That is why they cause us endless problems.
“If someone loves the flower that exists in a single sample in millions of stars, it’s enough for him to look at stars and be happy. He can say to himself. “My flower is somewhere there…”
