The Little Prince (Illustrated)

by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

To forget a friend is sad. Not every one has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown-ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures ...

But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through the walls of boxes. Perhaps I am a little like the grown-ups. I have had to grow old.

“The grown-ups are very strange,” the little prince said to himself, as he continued on his journey.

But the conceited man did not hear him. Conceited people never hear anything but praise.

“The grown-ups are certainly very odd,” he said to himself, as he continued on his journey.

we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world...”

“Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more.

I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings.

You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world.”

“You are beautiful, but you are empty,” he went on. “One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you—the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.”

“What I see here is nothing but a shell. What is most important is invisible...”

“But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart...”

One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed...