oh,littleprincebitbybiticatounderstandthesecretsofyoursadlittlelife...foralongtiyouhadfoundyouronlyentertainntinthequietpleasureoflookingatthesunset.ileaedthatnewdetailontheingofthefourthday,whenyousaidto:”iaveryfondofsunsets.e,letgolookatasunsetnow.””butwestwait.”isaid.
”waitforwhat”
”forthesunset.westwaituntilitisti.”atfirstyouseedtobeverychsurprised.andthenyouughedtoyourself.yousaidto:”iaalwaysthinkingthatiaatho”tso.everybodyknowsthatwhenitisnoonintheunitedstatesthesunissettingoverfrance.
ifyoucouldflytofraninute,youcouldgostraightintothesunset,rightfronoon.unfortunately,franceistoofarawayforthat.butonyourtinypl,littleprince,allyouneeddoisveyourchairafewsteps.youcanseethedayendandthetwilightfallingwheneveryoulike...
”oneday,”yousaidto,”isawthesunsetfortythreetis”andalittleteryouadded:
”youknowonelovesthesunset,whenoneissosad...””wereyousosad,then”iasked,”onthedayofthefortythreesunsets”butthelittleprincedenoreply.