“Watch out for the Baobabs!”

“Children,” I say plainly, “watch out for the baobabs!”

“It's a question of discipline,' the little prince told me later on. 'when you've finished washing and dressing each morning, you must tend your planet. you must be sure you pull up the baobabs regularly, as soon as you can tell them apart from the rosebushes, which they closely resemble when they're very young. It's very tedious work, but very easy.”

“One day, I watched the sun setting forty-four times......You know...when one is so terribly sad, one loves sunsets.”

“At one time I say to myself: "Surely not! The little prince shuts his flower under her glass globe every night, and he watches over his sheep very carefully . . ." Then I am happy. And there is sweetness in the laughter of all the stars.”

“One day,' you said, 'I watched the sunset forty-three times!'And a little later you added:'You know, when one is that sad, one can get to love the sunset.''Were you that sad, then, on the day of the forty-three sunset?'But the prince made no answer.”

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