“It is quite a three pipe problem, and I beg that you won't speak to me for fifty minutes.”

“Good morning," said the little prince.Good morning," said the merchant.This was a merchant who sold pills that had been invented to quench thirst. You need only swallow one pill a week, and you would feel no need for anything to drink.Why are you selling those?" asked the little prince.Because they save a tremendous amount of time," said the merchant. "Computations have been made by experts. With these pills, you save fifty-three minutes in every week."And what do I do with those fifty-three minutes?"Anything you like..."As for me," said the little prince to himself, "if I had fifty-three minutes to spend as I liked, I should walk at my leisure toward a spring of fresh water.”

“If I had fifty-three minutes to spend as I liked, I should walk at my leisure toward a spring of fresh water.”

“I meet a person, and in my mind I'm saying three minutes; I give you three minutes to show me the spark.”

“I had a romance novel inside me, but I paid three sailors to beat it out of me with steel pipes.”

“Don't leave me," I begged, when I found air to speak. Kellan wrapped his arms around me just as tight. Voice cracking he murmured, "I won't...I'm yours, Kiera, for as long as you want me." Pulling back I cupped his face. "Forever, I want you forever.”