"But what does that mean ‘ephemeral‘?" repeated the little prince, who never in his life had let go of a question, once he had asked it.
"It means, ‘which is in danger of speedy disappearance.’"
"Is my flower in danger of speedy disappearance?"
"Certainly it is."
"My flower is ephemeral," the little prince said to himself, "and she has only four thorns to defend herself against the world. And I have left her on my planet, all alone!"
That was his first moment of regret. But he took courage once more. "What place would you advise me to visit now?" he asked. "The planet Earth," replied the geographer. "It has a good reputation." And the little prince went away, thinking of his flower. - P84


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On that side, as on this, there was nobody at all....... "Then you shall judge yourself," the king answered. "that is the most difficult thing of all. It is much more difficult to judge oneself than to judge others. If you succeed in judging yourself rightly, then you are indeed a man of true wisdom." - P59


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"If I ordered a general to change himself into a sea bird, and if the general did not obey me, that would not be the fault of the general. It would be my fault." - P57


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And he continued his confidences: "The fact is that I did notknow how to understand anything! I ought to have judged by deeds and not by words. She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her. I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poorlittle strategems. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her......." - P49


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He can say to himself, ‘Somewhere, my flower is there.......‘ But if the sheep eats the flower, in one moment all his stars willbe darkened. And you think that is not important!"
He could not say anything more. His words were choked bysobbing. The night had fallen. I had let my tools drop frommy hands. Of what moment now was my hammer, my bolt, orthirst, or death? On one star, one planet, my planet, the Earth, there was a little prince to be comforted. I took him in my arms, and rocked him. I said to him: "The flower that you love is notin danger. I will draw you a muzzle for your sheep. I will drawyou a railing to put around your flower. I will......."
I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blun-dering. I did not know how I could reach him, where I couldovertake him and go on hand in hand with him once more.
It is such a secret place, the land of tears. - P43


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