← I really wanted to start this book like a fairy story, and say: “Once upon a time, there was a little prince who lived on a planet only a bit bigger than he was, and who needed a friend…” 🔊✎
← It’s hard to start drawing again at my age, if all you’ve ever done are two pictures of a boa constrictor from the outside and from the inside, when you were six. 🔊✎
← When you need a rest, you just start walking… and the day will last as long as you like.” 🔊✎
← He was starting to think he must have got the wrong planet, when he saw a ring, the colour of the moon, moving in the sand. 🔊✎
← “I’m starting to get it,” said the little prince. “There’s this flower. I think she’s tamed me…” 🔊✎
← After a while, since the little prince was falling asleep, I took him in my arms and started walking again. 🔊✎
← “It’s so strange,” I said, “everything’s ready: the pulley, the bucket, the rope…” He laughed, took hold of the rope, started the pulley turning. 🔊✎
← But the little prince started speaking again: 🔊✎
← “What’s going on? You’ve started talking with snakes?” 🔊✎
← I waited a long time. Little by little, I felt him starting to warm up. 🔊✎