But you have hair that is the colour of gold. The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time. But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand.
Men have no more time to understand anything.
They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more . I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. DaKine, resident from 1996 to 1997 The next day the little prince came back.