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Grown-ups are very fond of numbers. When you tell them about a new friend, they never ask you the kind of questions that should be asked, such as: ‘What kind of voice does he have?’ ‘What are his favourite games?’ ‘Does he collect butterflies?’ Instead they ask: ‘How old is he? How many brothers has he got? How much does he weigh?
if I ever want to see butterflies, I think I have to put up with two or three caterpillars, don’t you?
At that moment a second express train, all lit up from end to end, came thundering by from the other direction. ‘Are they coming back already?’ asked the little prince ‘It’s not the same train,’ said the signalman. ‘That one’s going the other way. There’s a junction down the line.’ ‘Is that because they are not happy where they were?’ asked the little prince. ‘People are never happy where they are,’ said the signalman.
It is all a great mystery, isn’t it? For you who love the little prince as I do, nothing in the universe makes any sense at all, unless somewhere – and who knows where? – some unseen sheep has, or has not, eaten a rose. Look up at the sky. Ask yourself: ‘Is it yes or no? Has the sheep eaten the flower, yes or no?’ Do it, and you will see how everything changes. And no grown-up will ever understand just how important that is.
If my mind reminds me this book and the little prince when I lay down to look at the stars on one summer evening, this surely will make me smile and remind me how simple life can be and that growns up are weird :)
