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’The stars mean different things to different people. For some they are nothing more than twinkling lights in the sky. For travellers they are guides. For scholars they are food for thought. For my businessman they are wealth. But for everyone the stars are silent. Except from now on just for you...’
’What do you mean?’
’When you look up at the sky at night, since I shall be living on one of them and laughing on one of them, for you it will be as if all the stars were laughing. You and only you will have stars that can laugh!’

’And when you are comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be happy to have known me. You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And from time to time you will open your window, just for the pleasure of it… And your friends will be astonished to see you laughing whilst gazing at the sky. And so you will say to them, “Yes, stars always make me laugh."’

"Why are you drinking?" The little prince asked.
"To forget", replied the drunkard.
"To forget what?" Inquired the little prince, who was already feeling sorry for him.
"To forget that I'm ashamed," confessed the drunkard, hanging his head.
"What are you ashamed of?" Inquired the little prince, who wanted to help.
"Of drinking!" concluded the drunkard.

It is much harder to judge yourself than to judge others. If you succeed in judging yourself, it's because you are truly a wise man.