The Little Prince

"The baobabs, before growing, it starts off being small.

Big people like the numbers. When you tell them about a new friend, they never question you about the basics. They never tell you, "What is the sound of his voice?" What games does he prefer? Does he collect butterflies? They ask, "How old is he?" How many brothers? How much does he weigh ? How much does his father earn? Then they only think they know him. If you say to the grown-ups: "I saw a beautiful pink brick house, with geraniums on the windows and doves on the roof ..." they can not imagine this house.

But I was not reassured. I remembered the fox. We risk crying a little if we let ourselves tame...

The words of the little prince danced in my memory:

Here is my secret. It is very simple: one sees only with the heart. What is essential is invisible to the ey

It would have been better to return at the same hour," said the fox. If you come, for example, at four o'clock in the afternoon, at three o'clock I shall begin to be happy. The more time will come, the more happy I will feel. At four o'clock I shall be agitated and worried; I shall discover the price of happiness! But if you come anytime, I will never know what time to dress my heart ... it takes rites.

Of course," said the fox. You are but a little boy to me, like a hundred thousand little boys. And I do not need you. And you do not need me either. I am only a fox to you like a hundred thousand foxes. But if you tame me, we will need one another. You will be unique in the world for me. I will be for you unique in the world ...

idleness and nonchalance: they worked twice a year.

This is the only one I could have made my friend. But his planet is really too small. There is no room for two ...

I should have guessed his tenderness behind his poor tricks