The people have no imagination。 They repeat whatever one says to them… On my planet I had a flower; She always was the first to speak…
It is your own fault， I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you…… but now you are going to cry! Then it has done you no good at all!
Men have not more time to understand anything。 They buy things already made at the shops。 But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship， and so men have no friends any more。
What moves me so deeply， about this little prince who is sleeping here， is his loyalty to a flower – the image of a rose that shine through his whole being like the flame of a lamp， even when he is asleep…
His flower had told him that she was only one of her kind in all universe。 And here were five thousand of them， all alike， in one single garden!
My star will be just one of the stars， for you。 And so you will love to watch all the stars in the heavens…… They will be your friends。
It is of some use to my volcanoes， and it is of some use to my flower， that I own them。 But you are of no use to the stars。
It has done me good， because of the color of the wheat fields。 Go and look again at the roses。 You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world。
You understand… It is too far。 I cannot carry this body with me。 It is too heavy。 But it will be like an old abandoned shell。 There is nothing sad about old shells…
The thing that is important is the thing that not seen… It is just as it is with the flower。 If you love a flower that lives on a star， it is sweet to look at the sky at night。 All the stars are abloom with flowers…
You know – my flower… I am responsible for her。 And she is so weak! She is so na?ve! She has four thorns， of no use at all， to protect herself against the world…there now – that is all…
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