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13 The Little Prince in 1943, one year before his death.
65 would bring myself down to his level. I would talk to him about bridge, and golf, and politics, and
138 “This is only his box. The sheep you asked for is inside.”
156 He bent his head over the drawing: “Not so small that, Look! He has gone to sleep...”
180 a gleam of light in the impenetrable mystery of his presence; and I demanded, abruptly: “Do you
181 come from another planet?” But he did not reply. He tossed his head gently, without taking his
183 sank into a reverie, which lasted a long time. Then, taking my sheep out of his pocket, he buried
184 himself in the contemplation of his treasure.
193 me is that at night he can use it as his house.”
229 On making his discovery, the astronomer had presented it to the International Astronomical
233 Fortunately, however, for the reputation of Asteroid B-612, a Turkish dictator made a law that his
235 gave his demonstration all over again, dressed with impressive style and elegance. And this time
236 everybody accepted his report.
240 they never ask you any questions about essential matters. They never say to you, “What does his
243 money does his father make?”
271 these memories. Six years have already passed since my friend went away from me, with his
282 And I feel some doubts about the colour of his costume. So I fumble along as best I can, now good,
288 As each day passed I would learn, in our talk, something about the little prince’s planet, his
289 departure from it, his journey. The information would come very slowly, as it might chance to fall
290 from his thoughts. It was in this way that I heard, on the third day, about the catastrophe of the
401 meditation on his problem, he demanded: “A sheep; if it eats little bushes, does it eat flowers,
449 He was really very angry. He tossed his golden curls in the breeze.
452 has never looked at a star. He has never loved any one. He has never done anything in his life but
487 moment all his stars will be darkened... And you think that is not important!”
505 other small sprouts on his planet.
520 prince could not restrain his admiration:
560 the little prince, in spite of all the good will that was inseparable from his love, had soon come …
575 And he continued his confidences: “The fact is that I did not know how to understand anything! I
581 I believe that for his escape he took advantage of the migration of a flock of wild birds. On the
582 morning of his departure he put his planet in perfect order. He carefully cleaned out his active
583 volcanoes. He possessed two active volcanoes; and they were very convenient for heating his
621 began, therefore, by visiting them, in order to add to his knowledge. The first of them was
655 sputtered a little, and seemed vexed. For what the king fundamentally insisted upon was that his
657 because he was a very good man, he made his orders reasonable.
664 answered him, and majestically gathered in a fold of his ermine mantle. But the little prince was
672 “Over everything?” The king made a gesture, which took in his planet, the other planets, and all
673 the stars. “Over all that?” asked the little prince. “Over all that,” the king answered. For his ru…
679 seventy-two, or even a hundred, or even two hundred times, with out ever having to move his
680 chair. And because he felt a bit sad as he remembered his little planet, which he had forsaken, he
681 plucked up his courage to ask the king a favour:
711 The little prince yawned. He was regretting his lost sunset. And then, too, he was already
730 to death. Thus his life will depend on your j ustice. But you will pardon him on each occasion; for
734 my way.” “No,” said the king. But the little prince, having now completed his preparations for
740 Then, with a sigh, he took his leave. “I made you my Ambassador,” the king called out, hastily.
744 “The grown-ups are very strange,” the little prince said to himself, as he continued on his journey.
767 clapped his hands. The conceited man raised his hat in a modest salute. “This is more entertaining
768 than the visit to the king,” the little prince said to himself. And he began again to clap his hand…
769 one against the other. The conceited man against raised his hat in salute. After five minutes of
784 “I admire you,” said the little prince, shrugging his shoulders slightly, “but what is there in tha…
788 continued on his journey.
806 “Forget that I am ashamed,” the tippler confessed, hanging his head.
810 “Ashamed of drinking!” The tippler brought his speech to an end, and shut himself up in an
814 himself, as he continued on his journey.
818 This man was so much occupied that he did not even raise his head at the little prince’s arrival.
835 “Five-hundred-and-one million what?” repeated the little prince, who never in his life had let go of
838 The businessman raised his head. “During the fifty-four years that I have inhabited this planet, I
899 “I myself own a flower,” he continued his conversation with the businessman, “which I water
904 The businessman opened his mouth, but he found nothing to say in answer. And the little prince
906 himself as he continued on his journey.
918 absurd as the king, the conceited man, the businessman, and the tippler. For at least his work has
922 some meaning. When he lights his street lamp, it is as if he brought one more star to life, or one
923 flower. When he puts out his lamp, he sends the flower, or the star, to sleep. That is a beautiful
934 “The orders are that I put out my lamp. Good evening.” And he lighted his lamp again. “But why
942 he put out his lamp.
944 Then he mopped his forehead with a handkerchief decorated with red squares.
969 “Yes, a month. Thirty minutes. Thirty days. Good evening.” And he lighted his lamp again. As the
970 little prince watched him, he felt that he loved this lamplighter who was so faithful to his orders.
972 up his chair; and he wanted to help his friend.
982 The little prince went on with his explanation: “Your planet is so small that three strides will ta…
990 “I am unlucky,” said the lamplighter. “Good morning.” And he put out his lamp.
992 “That man,” said the little prince to himself, as he continued farther on his journey, “that man
998 whom I could have made my friend. But his planet is indeed too small. There is no room on it for
1046 does not leave his desk. But he receives the explorers in his study. He asks them questions, and
1063 is ordered into his discovery.”
1070 You are an explorer! You shall describe your planet to me!” And, having opened his big register,
1071 the geographer sharpened his pencil. The recitals of explorers are put down first in pencil. One
1107 “But what does that mean ‘ephemeral’?” repeated the little prince, who never in his life had let go
1119 That was his first moment of regret. But he took courage once more. “What place would you
1121 reputation.” And the little prince went away, thinking of his flower.
1147 Only the man who was in charge of the single lamp at the North Pole, and his colleague who was
1185 The little prince sat down on a stone, and raised his eyes toward the sky.
1188 may find his own again... Look at my planet. It is right there above us. But how far away it is!”
1249 the three volcanoes, which came up to his knees. And he used the extinct volcano as a footstool.
1281 The little prince gazed at them. They all looked like his flower.
1297 Then he went on with his reflections: “I thought that I was rich, with a flower that was unique in …
1368 “Nothing is perfect,” sighed the fox. But he came back to his idea. “My life is very monotonous,”
1414 So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near...
1585 fragile on all Earth. In the moonlight I looked at his pale forehead, his closed eyes, his locks of
1590 As his lips opened slightly with the suspicious of a half-smile, I said to myself, again: “What
1591 moves me so deeply, about this little prince who is sleeping here, is his loyalty to a flower — the
1592 image of a rose that shines through his whole being like the flame of a lamp, even when he is
1623 And I understood what he had been looking for. I raised the bucket to his lips. He drank, his eyes
1652 “Oh!” I had been so proud of my baobabs! “Your fox, his ears look a little like horns; and they are
1688 evening, I saw from some distance away my little prince sitting on top of a wall, with his feet
1709 reached the wall just in time to catch my little man in my arms; his face was white as snow.
1713 I had loosened the golden muffler that he always wore. I had moistened his temples, and had
1715 me very gravely, and put his arms around my neck. I felt his heart beating like the heart of a
1822 That night I did not see him set out on his way. He got away from me without making a sound.
1852 but a flash of yellow close to his ankle. He remained motionless for an instant. He did not cry out.
1859 that he did go back to his planet, because I did not find his body at daybreak. It was not such a
1862 the leather strap to it. He will never have been able to fasten it on his sheep.
1864 So now I keep wondering: what is happening on his planet? Perhaps the sheep has eaten the
1865 flower... At one time I say to myself: “Surely not! The little prince shuts his flower under her gl…
1866 globe every night, and he watches over his sheep very carefully...” Then I am happy. And there is