“It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
I’ve been contemplating on Antoine De Saint-Exupery’s one of the best novels of the 2oth century for hours now. I’ve finished the book in one-sit reading and watched a couple of videos about it.
The Little Prince is a classic tale of equal appeal to children and adults. On one level it is the story of an airman’s discovery in the desert of a small boy from another planet, and his stories of intergalactic travel, while on the other hand it is a thought-provoking allegory of the human condition.
What makes the book really beautiful is that it is filled with the innocence and love of a child- to the flower, to the narrator and to everyone. There are a bunch of great, great quotes and I am trying to jot them all, make a post-it note and stick them to every possible places to inspire others.
There are a couple of characters that I found interesting, except of course, The Little Prince. Most of us are like the Geographer. According to the story, he does not know if his own planet have volcanoes, rivers or whatsoever- he just rely on explorers to give to him datum about his surroundings. Well, there are no explorers in his planet. Sometimes, we tend to overlook some beautiful things that are already on our grasp. We forget things we ought to remember always and rather, take advantage of them and worse, rely on other people to appreciate them.
The Drunkard. The Little Prince asked, “Why are you drinking?”
“So that I may forget,” replied the tippler.
“Forget what?” inquired the little prince, who already felt sorry for him.
“Forget that I am ashamed,” the tippler confessed, hanging his head.
“Ashamed of what?” insisted the little prince, who wanted to help him.
“Ashamed of drinking!”
As they say, we cannot correct a mistake by doing another mistake.
The Businessman. The Fox. The Roses. The Snake. The Lamplighter. The King. Everything in the book is extraordinary. And it became my instant favorite book of all time.
I’ve shed tears towards the end. Nonetheless, I wish The Little Prince was back on his own planet and rejoicing with his rose. I wish the sheep was tied on the post, and won’t eat the flower. Oh, that would be sad.
But on your tiny planet, my little prince, all you need to do is move your chair a few steps. You can see the day end and the twilight falling whenever you like…
“One day,” you said to me, “I saw the sunset forty-four times!”
And a little later you added:
“You know–one loves the sunset, when one is so sad…”
“Were you so sad, then?” I asked, “on the day of the forty-four sunsets?”
But the little prince made no reply.
Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.
I’m on my way to reading more classics. In time, I’ll write a story too- inspired by this book.