LittlePrince(《小王子》英文版)

Little Prince（《小王子》英文版）

Written By Antoine de Saiot-Exupery (1900～1944)

Preface

To Leon Werth

ask the indulgence of the children who may read this book for

dedicating it to a grown-up. I have a rious reason: he is the best friend I

have in the world. I have another reason: this grown-up understands

everything, even books about children. I have a third reason: he lives in

France where he is hungry and cold. He needs cheering up. If all the

reasons are not enough, I will dedicate the book to the child from whom

this grown-up grew. All grown-ups were once children-- although few of

them remember it. And so I correct my dedication:

To Leon Werthwhen he was a little boy

- we are introduced to the narrator, a pilot, and his ideas about

grown-ups

Once when I was six years old I saw a magnificent picture in a book,

called True Stories from Nature, about the primeval forest. It was a

picture of a boa constrictor in the act of swallowing an animal. Here is a

copy of the drawing.

In the book it said: Boa constrictors swallow their prey whole, without

chewing it. After that they are not able to move, and they sleep through

the six months that they need for digestion.

I pondered deeply, then, over the adventures of the jungle. And after

some work with a colored pencil I succeeded in making my first drawing.

My Drawing Number One. It looked like this:

I showed my masterpiece to the grown-ups, and asked them whether

the drawing frightened them.

But they answered: Frighten? Why should any one be frightened by a

hat?

My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa

constrictor digesting an elephant. But since the grown-ups were not able

to understand it, I made another drawing: I drew the inside of the boa

constrictor, so that the grown-ups could e it clearly. They always need

to have things explained. My Drawing Number Two looked like this:

The grown-ups‘ respon, this time, was to advi me to lay aside my

drawings of boa constrictors, whether from the inside or the outside, and

devote mylf instead to geography, history, arithmetic and grammar.

That is why, at the age of six, I gave up what might have been a

magnificent career as a painter. I had been disheartened by the failure of

my Drawing Number One and my Drawing Number Two. Grown-ups

never understand anything by themlves, and it is tiresome for children

to be always and forever explaining things to them.

So then I cho another profession, and learned to pilot airplanes. I

have flown a little over all parts of the world; and it is true that geography

has been very uful to me. At a glance I can distinguish China from

Arizona. If one gets lost in the night, such knowledge is valuable.

In the cour of this life I have had a great many encounters with a

great many people who have been concerned with matters of conquence.

I have lived a great deal among grown-ups. I have en them intimately,

clo at hand. And that hasn‘t much improved my opinion of them.

Whenever I met one of them who emed to me at all clear-sighted, I

tried the experiment of showing him my Drawing Number One, which I

have always kept. I would try to find out, so, if this was a person of true

understanding. But, whoever it was, he, or she, would always say: That is

a hat.

Then I would never talk to that person about boa constrictors, or

primeval forests, or stars. I would bring mylf down to his level. I would

talk to him about bridge, and golf, and politics, and neckties. And the

grown-up would be greatly plead to have met such a nsible man.

- the narrator crashes in the dert and makes the acquaintance of the

little prince

So I lived my life alone, without anyone that I could really talk to, until

I had an accident with my plane in the Dert of Sahara, six years ago.

Something was broken in my engine. And as I had with me neither a

mechanic nor any pasngers, I t mylf to attempt the difficult repairs

all alone. It was a question of life or death for me: I had scarcely enough

drinking water to last a week.

The first night, then, I went to sleep on the sand, a thousand miles from

any human habitation. I was more isolated than a shipwrecked sailor on a

raft in the middle of the ocean. Thus you can imagine my amazement, at

sunri, when I was awakened by an odd little voice. It said:

If you plea-- draw me a sheep!

What!

Draw me a sheep!

I jumped to my feet, completely thunderstruck. I blinked my eyes hard.

I looked carefully all around me.

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soulLittle Prince（《小王子》英文版）And I saw a most extraordinary

small person, who stood there examining me with great riousness. Here

you may e the best potrait that, later, I was able to make of him. But my

drawing is certainly very much less charming than its model.

That, however, is not my fault. The grown-ups discouraged me in my

painter‘s career when I was six years old, and I never learned to draw

anything, except boas from the outside and boas from the inside.

Now I stared at this sudden apparition with my eyes fairly starting out

of my head in astonishment. Remember, I had crashed in the dert a

thousand miles from any inhabited region. And yet my little man emed

neither to be straying uncertainly among the sands, nor to be fainting

from fatigue or hunger or thirst or fear. Nothing about him gave any

suggestion of a child lost in the middle of the dert, a thousand miles

from any human habitation. When at last I was able to speak, I said to

him: But-- what are you doing here?

And in answer he repeated, very slowly, as if he were speaking of a

matter of great conquence: If you plea-- draw me

When a mystery is too overpowering, one dare not disobey. Absurd as

it might em to me, a thousand miles from any human habitation and in

danger of death, I took out of my pocket a sheet of paper and my

fountain-pen. But then I remembered how my studies had been

concentrated on geography, history, arithmetic, and grammar, and I told

the little chap (a little crossly, too) that I did not know how to draw. He

answered me: That doesn‘t matter. Draw me

But I had never drawn a sheep. So I drew for him one of the two

pictures I had drawn so often. It was that of the boa constrictor from the

outside. And I was astounded to hear the little fellow greet it with, No, no,

no! I do not want an elephant inside a boa constrictor. A boa constrictor is

a very dangerous creature, and an elephant is very cumbersome. Where I

live, everything is very small. What I need is a sheep. Draw me a sheep.

So then I made a drawing.

He looked at it carefully, then he said: No. This sheep is already very

sickly. Make me another.

So I made another drawing.

My friend smiled gently and indulgenty. You e yourlf, he said, that

this is not a sheep. This is a ram. It has horns.

So then I did my drawing over once more.

But it was rejected too, just like the others. This one is too old. I want a

sheep that will live a long time.

By this time my patience was exhausted, becau I was in a hurry to

start taking my engine apart. So I tosd off this drawing.

And I threw out an explanation with it.

This is only his box. The sheep you asked for is inside.

I was very surprid to e a light break over the face of my young

judge:

That is exactly the way I wanted it! Do you think that this sheep will

have to have a great deal of grass?

Why?

Becau where I live everything is

There will surely be enough grass for him, I said. It is a very small

sheep that I have given you.

He bent his head over the drawing:

Not so small that-- Look! He has gone

And that is how I made the acquaintance of the little prince.

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soulLittle Prince（《小王子》英文版）ank into a reverie, which lasted a

long time. Then, taking my sheep out of his pocket, he buried himlf in

the contemplation of his treasure.

You can imagine how my curiosity was aroud by this half-confidence

about the other planets. I made a great effort, therefore, to find out more

on this subject.

My little man, where do you come from? What is this ‘where I live,

‘ of which you speak? Where do you want to take your sheep?

After a reflective silence he answered: The thing that is so good about

the box you have given me is that at night he can u it as his hou.

That is so. And if you are good I will give you a string, too, so that you

can tie him during the day, and a post to tie him to.

But the little prince emed shocked by this offer: Tie him! What a

queer idea!

But if you don‘t tie him, I said, he will wander off somewhere, and get

lost.

My friend broke into another peal of laughter: But where do you think

he would go?

Anywhere. Straight ahead of him.

Then the little prince said, earnestly: That doesn‘t matter. Where I live,

everything is so small!

And, with perhaps a hint of sadness, he added: Straight ahead of him,

nobody can go

- the narrator speculates as to which asteroid from which the little

prince came

I had thus learned a cond fact of great importance: this was that the

planet the little prince came from was scarcely any larger than a hou!

But that did not really surpri 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 eing them through the

telescope. When an astronomer discovers one of the he does not give it

a name, but only a number. He might call it, for example, Asteroid 325.

I have rious reason to believe that the planet from which the little

prince came is the asteroid known as B-612. This asteroid has only once

been en through the telescope. That was by a Turkish astronomer, in

1909.

On making his discovery, the astronomer had prented 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

Fortunately, however, for the reputation of Asteroid B-612, a Turkish

dictator made a law that his subjects, under pain of death, should change

to European costume. So in 1920 the astronomer gave his demonstration

all over again, dresd with impressive style and elegance. And this time

everybody accepted his report.

If I have told you the details about the asteroid, and made a note of

its number for you, it is on account of the grown-ups and their ways.

When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you

any questions about esntial matters. They never say to you, What does

his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect

butterflies? Instead, 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 the figures do they think they have learned anything about

him.

If you were to say to the grown-ups: I saw a beautiful hou made of

rosy brick, with geraniums in the windows and doves on the roof, they

would not be able to get any idea of that hou at all. You would have to

say to them: I saw a hou that cost $20,000. Then they would exclaim:

Oh, what a pretty hou that is!

Just so, 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? They would shrug 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. One must not hold it against them. Children should

always show great forbearance 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: Once upon a time there was a little

prince who lived on a planet that was scarcely any bigger than himlf,

and who had need of

To tho who understand life, that would have given a much greater air

of truth to my sto

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soulLittle Prince（《小王子》英文版）ry.

For I do not want any one to read my book carelessly. I have suffered

too much grief in tting down the memories. Six years have already

pasd 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

It is for that purpo, again, that I have bought a box of paints and

some pencils. It is hard to take up drawing again at my age, when I have

never made any pictures except tho 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 goes along all right, and another has

no remblance to its subject. I make some errors, too, in the littl e 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 I fumble along as best I

can, now good, now bad, and I hope generally fair-to-middling.

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 himlf. But I, alas,

do not know how to e sheep through t he walls of boxes. Perhaps I am a

little like the grown-ups. I have had to grow old.

- we are warned as to the dangers of the baobabs

As each day pasd I would learn, in our talk, something about the little

prince‘s planet, his departure from it, his journey. The information would

come very slowly, as it might chance to fall from his thoughts. It was in

this way that I heard, on the third day, about the catastrophe of the

baobabs.

This time, once more, I had the sheep to thank for it. For the little

prince asked me abruptly-- as if ized by a grave doubt-- It is true, isn‘t

it, that sheep eat little bushes?

Yes, that is true.

Ah! I am glad!

I did not understand why it was so important that sheep should eat little

bushes. But the little prince added:

Then it follows that they also eat baobabs?

I pointed out to the little prince that baobabs were not little bushes, but,

on the contrary, trees as big as castles; and that even if he took a whole

herd of elephants away with him, the herd would not eat up one single

baobab.

The idea of the herd of elephants made the little prince laugh.

We would have to put them one on top of the other, he said.

But he made a wi comment:

Before they grow so big, the baobabs start out by being little.

That is strictly correct, I said. But why do you want the sheep to eat the

little baobabs?

He answered me at once, Oh, come, come! , as if he were speaking of

something that was lf-evident. And I was obliged to make a great

mental effort to solve this problem, without any assistance.

Indeed, as I learned, there were on the planet where the little prince

lived-- as on all planets-- good plants and bad plants. In conquence,

there were good eds from good plants, and bad eds from bad plants.

But eds are invisible. They sleep deep in the heart of the earth‘s

darkness, until some one among them is ized with the desire to awaken.

Then this little ed will stretch itlf and begin-- timidly at first-- to push

a charming little sprig inoffensively upward toward the sun. If it is only a

sprout of radish or the sprig of a ro-bush, one would let it grow

wherever it might wish. But when it is a bad plant, one must destroy it as

soon as possible, the very first instant that one recognizes it.

Now there were some terrible eds on the planet that was the home of

the little prince; and the were the eds of the baobab. The soil of that

planet was infested with them. A baobab is something you will never,

never be able to get rid of if you attend to it too late. It spreads over the

entire planet. It bores clear through it with its roots. And if the planet is

too small, and the baobabs are too many, they split it

It is a question of discipline, the little prince said to me later on. When

you‘ve finished your own toilet in the morning, then it is time to attend to

the toilet of your planet, just so, with the greatest care. You must e to it

that you pull up regularly all the baobabs, at the very first moment when

they can be distinguished from the robushes which they remble so

cloly in their earliest youth. It is very tedious work, the little prince

added, but very easy.

And one day he

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soulLittle Prince（《小王子》英文版） said to me: You ought to make a

beautiful drawing, so that the children where you live can e exactly

how all this is. That would be very uful to them if they were to travel

some day. Sometimes, he added, there is no harm in putting off a piece of

work until another day. But when it is a matter of baobabs, that always

means a catastrophe. I knew a planet that was inhabited by a lazy man.

He neglected three

So, as the little prince described it to me, I have made a drawing of that

planet. I do not much like to take the tone of a moralist. But the danger of

the baobabs is so little understood, and such considerable risks would be

run by anyone who might get lost on an asteroid, that for once I am

breaking through my rerve. Children, I say plainly, watch out for the

baobabs!

My friends, like mylf, have been skirting this danger for a long time,

without ever knowing it; and so it is for them that I have worked so hard

over this drawing. The lesson which I pass on by this means is worth all

the trouble it has cost me.

Perhaps you will ask me, Why are there no other drawing in this book

as magnificent and impressive as this drawing of the baobabs?

The reply is simple. I have tried. But with the others I have not been

successful. When I made the drawing of the baobabs I was carried

beyond mylf by the inspiring force of urgent necessity.

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soulLittle Prince（《小王子》英文版）uot; I cried. No, no no! I don‘t

believe anything. I answered you with the first thing that came into my

head. Don‘t you e-- I am very busy with matters of conquence!

He stared at me, thunderstruck.

Matters of conquence!

He looked at me there, with my hammer in my hand, my fingers black

with engine-grea, bending down over an object which emed to him

You talk just like the grown-ups!

That made me a little ashamed. But he went on, relentlessly:

You mix everything You

He was really very angry. He tosd his golden curls in the breeze.

I know a planet where there is a certain red-faced gentleman. He has

never smelled a flower. He has never looked at a star. He has never loved

any one. He has never done anything in his life but add up figures. And

all day he says over and over, just like you: ‘I am busy with matters of

conquence!‘ And that makes him swell up with pride. But he is not a

man-- he is a mushroom!

A what?

A mushroom!

The little prince was now white with rage.

The flowers have been growing thorns for millions of years. For

millions of years the sheep have been eating them just the same. And is it

not a matter of conquence to try to understand why the flowers go to so

much trouble to grow thorns which are never of any u to them? Is the

warfare between the sheep and the flowers not important? Is this not of

more conquence than a fat red-faced gentleman‘s sums? And if I

know-- I, mylf-- one flower which is unique in the world, which grows

nowhere but on my planet, but which one little sheep can destroy in a

single bite some morning, without even noticing what he is doing-- Oh!

You think that is not important!

His face turned from white to red as he continued:

If some one loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in

all the millions and millions of stars, it is enough to make him happy just

to look at the stars. He can say to himlf, ‘Somewhere, my flower is

‘ But if the sheep eats the flower, in one moment all his stars will

And you think that is not important!

He could not say anything more. His words were choked by sobbing.

The night had fallen. I had let my tools drop from my hands. Of what

moment now was my hammer, my bolt, or thirst, or death? On one star,

one planet, my planet, the Earth, there was a little prince to be comforted.

I took him in my arms, and rocked him. I said to him:

The flower that you love is not in danger. I will draw you a muzzle for

your sheep. I will draw you a railing to put around your flower. I will--

I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blundering. I did

not know how I could reach him, where I could overtake him and go on

hand in hand with him once more.

It is such a cret place, the land of tears.

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soulLittle Prince（《小王子》英文版）prince could guess easily enough

that she was not any too modest-- but how moving-- and exciting-- she

was!

I think it is time for breakfast, she added an instant later. If you would

have the kindness to think of my needs--

And the little prince, completely abashed, went to look for a

sprinkling-can of fresh water. So, he tended the flower.

So, too, she began very quickly to torment him with her vanity-- which

was, if the truth be known, a little difficult to deal with. One day, for

instance, when she was speaking of her four thorns, she said to the little

prince:

Let the tigers come with their claws!

There are no tigers on my planet, the little prince objected. And,

anyway, tigers do not eat weeds.

I am not a weed, the flower replied, sweetly.

Plea

I am not at all afraid of tigers, she went on, but I have a horror of drafts.

I suppo you wouldn‘t have a screen for me?

A horror of drafts-- that is bad luck, for a plant, remarked the little

prince, and added to himlf, This flower is a very

At night I want you to put me under a glass globe. It is very cold where

you live. In the place I came from--

But she interrupted herlf at that point. She had come in the form of a

ed. She could not have known anything of any other worlds.

Embarasd over having let herlf be caught on the verge of such a na飗

e untruth, she coughed two or three times, in order to put the little prince

in the wrong.

The screen?

I was just going to look for it when you spoke

Then she forced her cough a little more so that he should suffer from

remor just the same.

So the little prince, in spite of all the good will that was inparable

from his love, had soon come to doubt her. He had taken riously words

which were without importance, and it made him very unhappy.

I ought not to have listened to her, he confided to me one day. One

never ought to listen to the flowers. One should simply look at them and

breathe their fragrance. Mine perfumed all my planet. But I did not know

how to take pleasure in all her grace. This tale of claws, which disturbed

me so much, should only have filled my heart with tenderness and pity.

And he continued his confidences:

The fact is that I did not know how to understand anything! I ought to

have judged by deeds and not by words. She cast her fragrance and her

radiance over me. I ought never to have run away I ought to

have guesd all the affection that lay behind her poor little strategems.

Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love

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soulLittle Prince（《小王子》英文版）My cold is not so bad as

the cool night air will do me good. I am a flower.

But the animals--

Well, I must endure the prence of two or three caterpillars if I wish to

become acquainted with the butterflies. It ems that they are very

beautiful. And if not the butterflies-- and the caterpillars-- who will call

upon me? You will be as for the large animals-- I am not at all

afraid of any of them. I have my claws.

And, na飗ely, she showed her four thorns. Then she added:

Don‘t linger like this. You have decided to go away. Now go!

For she did not want him to e her crying. She was such a proud

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soulLittle Prince（《小王子》英文版）ed, which one of us would be in

the wrong? the king demanded. The general, or mylf?

You, said the little prince firmly.

Exactly. One much require from each one the duty which each one can

perform, the king went on. Accepted authority rests first of all on reason.

If you ordered your people to go and throw themlves into the a, they

would ri up in revolution. I have the right to require obedience becau

my orders are reasonable.

Then my sunt? the little prince reminded him: for he never forgot a

question once he had asked it.

You shall have your sunt. I shall command it. But, according to my

science of government, I shall wait until conditions are favorable.

When will that be? inquired the little prince.

Hum! Hum! replied the king; and before saying anything el he

consulted a bulky almanac. Hum! Hum! That will be about-- about-- that

will be this evening about twenty minutes to eight. And you will e how

well I am obeyed.

The little prince yawned. He was regretting his lost sunt. And then,

too, he was already beginning to be a little bored.

I have nothing more to do here, he said to the king. So I shall t out on

my way again.

Do not go, said the king, who was very proud of having a subject. Do

not go. I will make you a Minister!

Minister of what?

Minster of-- of Justice!

But there is nobody here to judge!

We do not know that, the king said to him. I have not yet made a

complete tour of my kingdom. I am very old. There is no room here for a

carriage. And it tires me to walk.

Oh, but I have looked already! said the little prince, turning around to

give one more glance to the other side of the planet. On that side, as on

this, there was nobody

Then you shall judge yourlf, the king answered. that is the most

difficult thing of all. It is much more difficult to judge onelf than to

judge others. If you succeed in judging yourlf rightly, then you are

indeed a man of true wisdom.

Yes, said the little prince, but I can judge mylf anywhere. I do not

need to live on this planet.

Hum! Hum! said the king. I have good reason to believe that

somewhere on my planet there is an old rat. I hear him at night. You can

judge this old rat. From time to time you will condemn him to death.

Thus his life will depend on your justice. But you will pardon him on

each occasion; for he must be treated thriftily. He is the only one we have.

I, replied the little prince, do not like to condemn anyone to death. And

now I think I will go on my way.

No, said the king.

But the little prince, having now completed his preparations for

departure, had no wish to grieve the old monarch.

If Your Majesty wishes to be promptly obeyed, he said, he should be

able to give me a reasonable order. He should be able, for example, to

order me to be gone by the end of one minute. It ems to me that

conditions

As the king made no answer, the little prince hesitated a moment. Then,

with a sigh, he took his leave.

I made you my Ambassador, the king called out, hastily.

He had a magnificent air of authority.

The grown-ups are very strange, the little prince said to himlf, as he

continued on his journey.

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soulLittle Prince（《小王子》英文版） the little prince grew tired of the

game‘s monotony.

And what should one do to make the hat come down? he asked.

But the conceited man did not hear him. Conceited people never hear

anything but prai.

Do you really admire me very much? he demanded of the little prince.

What does that mean-- ‘admire‘?

To admire mean that you regard me as the handsomest, the

best-dresd, the richest, and the most intelligent man on this planet.

But you are the only man on your planet!

Do me this kindness. Admire me just the same.

I admire you, said the little prince, shrugging his shoulders slightly, but

what is there in that to interest you so much?

And the little prince went away.

The grown-ups are certainly very odd, he said to himlf, as he

continued on his journey.

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