← Not to mention explorers who drink too much.” 🔊✎
← You just had to swallow one a week, and you wouldn’t need to drink anymore. 🔊✎
← “Ah!” I said to the little prince, “these things you remember are very pretty, but I still haven’t fixed my plane, I’ve got nothing left to drink, and I’d also be very happy if I could stroll quietly to some fountain!” 🔊✎
← “I was thirsty for this water,” said the little prince, “give me some to drink…” 🔊✎
← I lifted the bucket to his lips. He drank, his eyes closed. 🔊✎
← This water was far more than an ordinary drink. It carried the memory of the walk under the stars, the pulley’s song, the strength of my arms. 🔊✎
← I moistened his temples and made him drink some water. 🔊✎
← “It’s like with the water. The water you gave me to drink was like music, because of the pulley and the rope… you remember… it was so good.” 🔊✎
← All the stars will be like wells with a rusty pulley. All the stars will be there to give me a drink of water…” 🔊✎