“The stars are beautiful, because of a flower that cannot be seen.”I replied, “Yes, that is so,” and without saying anything more I looked across the ridges of sand that were stretched out before us in the moonlight.
“The desert is beautiful,” the little prince added, and that was true. I have always loved the desert. One sits down on a desert sand dune, sees nothing, hears nothing, yet through the silence something throbs, and gleams…..
“What makes the desert beautiful,” said the little prince, “is that somewhere it hides a well….”
-the little prince
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