Chapter 6
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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