“連有刺的花也吃嗎？”

夜幕已經來臨。我放動手中的東西。我把錘子、螺釘、饑渴、滅亡全都拋在腦後。在一顆星球上，在一顆行星上，在我的行星上，在地球上有一個小王子需求安撫！我把他抱在懷裡。我搖著他，對他說：“你愛的那朵花冇有傷害……我會給你的小綿羊畫一個口套……我會給你的花畫一圈護欄……我會……”

"Matters of consequence!"

There was a moment of complete silence. Then the little prince flashed back at me, with a kind of resentfulness:"I don’t believe you! Flowers are weak creatures. They are name. They reassure themselves as best they can. They believe that their thorns are terrible weapons..."I did not answer. At that instant I was saying to myself: "If this bolt still won’t turn, I am going to knock it out with the hammer." Again the little prince disturbed my thoughts.