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Good Morning," Said The Little Prince. "good Morning," Said The Salesclerk. This Was A Salesclerk Who Sold Pills Invented To Quench Thirst. Swallow One A Week And You No Longer Feel Any Need To Drink. "why Do You Sell These Pills?" "they Save So Much Time," The Salesclerk Said. "experts Have Calculated That You Can Save Fifty-three Minutes A Week." "and What Do You Do With Those Fifty-three Minutes?" "whatever You Like." "if I Had Fifty-three Minutes To Spend As I Liked," The Little Prince Said To Himself, "i'd Walk Very Slowly Toward A Water Fountain.

Make Your Life A Dream, And A Dream A Reality.

It Is The Missed Opportunity That Counts, And In A Love That Vainly Yearns From Behind Prison Bars You Have Perchance The Love Supreme.

I Remembered The Fox. One Runs The Risk Of Crying A Bit If One Allows Oneself To Be Tamed.

"men Have Forgotten This Truth," Said The Fox. "but You Must Not Forget It. You Become Responsible, Forever, For What You Have Tamed."