Chapter 4
I had
learned a second fact of great importance: this was that the planet the little
prince came from was any larger than a house!
But that did
not really surprise me much. I knew very well that in addition to the great
planets--such as the Earth, Jupiter, Mars, Venus--to which we have given names,
there are also hundreds of others, some of which are so small that one has a
hard time seeing them through the telescope. When an astronomer discovers one
of these he does not give it a name, but only a number. He might call it, for
example, "Asteroid 325".
I have
serious reason to believe that the planet from which the little prince came is
the asteroid known as B-612.
This asteroid has only been seen through the telescope. That was by a Turkish astronomer, in 1909.
This asteroid has only been seen through the telescope. That was by a Turkish astronomer, in 1909.
On making
his discovery, the astronomer had presented it to the International
Astronomical Congress, in a great demonstration. But he was in Turkish costume,
and so nobody would believe what he said.
Grown-ups
are like that . . .
, however, for the reputation of Asteroid B-612, a Turkish dictator made a law that his subjects, , should change to European costume. So in 1920 the astronomer gave his demonstration all over again, dressed with impressive style and elegance. And this time everybody accepted his report.
, however, for the reputation of Asteroid B-612, a Turkish dictator made a law that his subjects, , should change to European costume. So in 1920 the astronomer gave his demonstration all over again, dressed with impressive style and elegance. And this time everybody accepted his report.
If I have
told you these details about the asteroid, and made a note of its number for
you, it is the grown-ups and their ways. When you tell them that
you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essential
matters. They never say to you, "What does his voice sound like? What
games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?" , they
demand: "How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he
weigh? How much money does his father make?" Only from these figures
do they think they have learned anything about him.
to the grown-ups: "I saw a beautiful house made of ,
with geraniums in the windows and on the roof," they would not
be able to get any idea of that house at all. You would have to say to
them: "I saw a house that cost $20,000." Then they would exclaim: "Oh,
what a pretty house that is!"
, you
might say to them: "The proof that the little prince existed is that
he was charming, that he laughed, and that he was looking for a sheep. If
anybody wants a sheep, that is a proof that he exists." And what good
would it do to tell them that? their shoulders, and treat you
like a child. But if you said to them: "The planet he came from is
Asteroid B-612," then they would be convinced, and leave you in peace
from their questions.
They are
like that. . Children should always show great
toward grown-up people.
But
certainly, for us who understand life, figures are a matter of indifference. I
should have liked to begin this story in the fashion of the fairy-tales. I
should have like to say: " there was a little prince
who lived on a planet that was scarcely any bigger than himself, and who had
need of a sheep . . ."
To those who
understand life, that would have given a much greater air of truth to my story.
I do not
want any one to read my book . I have suffered too much in
setting down these memories. Six years have already passed since my friend went
away from me, with his sheep. If I try to describe him here, it is to make sure
that I shall not forget him. To forget a friend is sad. Not every one has had a
friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown-ups who are no longer
interested in anything but figures . . .
It is for
that purpose, again, that I have bought a box of paints and some pencils. It is
hard to drawing again at my age, when I have never made any pictures
except those of the boa constrictor from the outside and the boa constrictor
from the inside, since I was six. I shall certainly try to make my portraits as
true to life as possible. But I am not at all sure of success. One drawing , and another has no resemblance to its subject. I make some
errors, too, in the little prince's height: in one place he is too tall and in
another too short. And I feel some doubts about the color of his costume. So as best I can, now good, now bad, and I hope generally
.
In certain
more important details I shall make mistakes, also. But that is something that
will not be my fault. My friend never explained anything to me. He thought,
perhaps, that I was like himself. , do not know how to see sheep
through the walls of boxes. Perhaps I am a little like the grown-ups. I have
had to grow old.
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