← He replied after a thoughtful silence: “You know, what’s really good about the box you gave me is that it can sleep there at night.” 🔊✎
← “I’m not really sick. The cold night air will do me good. I’m a flower.” 🔊✎
← “Hm! Hm!” said the king, “I think that somewhere on my planet there is an old rat. I hear him at night. 🔊✎
← I had the whole day to rest and the whole night to sleep…” 🔊✎
← “It’s like with the flower. If you love a flower that’s on a star somewhere, it’s beautiful to watch the sky at night. 🔊✎
← “At night, you’ll look at the stars. 🔊✎
← “When you watch the sky at night, because I live on one of those stars, because I’m laughing on one of those stars, for you it will be like all the stars are laughing.
← That night, I didn’t see him depart. He’d managed to do it without making a sound. 🔊✎
← And at night I love to listen to the stars. They’re like five hundred million little bells. 🔊✎
← Sometimes I tell myself: “Surely not! The little prince puts his flower under the glass cover every night, and he keeps a close eye on his sheep…”