← “Huh? You’re still here? Five hundred million… I don’t know… so busy! 🔊✎
← “Five hundred million what?” repeated the little prince, who had never in his life let go of a question once he asked it. 🔊✎
← As I was saying, five hundred and one million…” 🔊✎
← “And what do you do with five hundred million stars?” 🔊✎
← What the little prince didn’t dare admit to himself was that he was mostly sad to be missing all the sunsets on this wonderful planet, one thousand four hundred and forty of them every twenty-four hours! 🔊✎
← “For me, all you are so far is a little boy like a hundred thousand other little boys. I don’t need you. And you don’t need me either. 🔊✎
← For you, I’m just a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. 🔊✎
← He was just a fox like a hundred thousand others. 🔊✎
← “It’ll be fun! You’ll have five hundred million little bells, I’ll have five hundred million fountains…” 🔊✎
← And at night I love to listen to the stars. They’re like five hundred million little bells. 🔊✎