[ Chapter 6 ] - the little
prince and the narrator talk about sunsets
Oh, little prince! Bit by bit I came to understand the
secrets of your sad little life... For a long time you had found your only
entertainment in the quiet pleasure of looking at the sunset. I learned that
new detail on the morning of the fourth day, w hen you said to me:
"I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at
a sunset now."
"But we must wait," I said.
"Wait? For what?"
"For the sunset. We must wait until it is
time."
At first you seemed to be very much surprised. And then
you laughed to yourself. You said to me:
"I am always thinking that I am at home!"
Just so. Everybody knows that when it is noon in the United States the sun is setting over France .
If you could fly to France in one minute, you could go
straight into the sunset, right from noon. Unfortunately, France is too
far away for that. But on your tiny planet, my little prince, all you need 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. 
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