If I were the rain, could I connect with someone’s heart,
as the heart can unite the eternally separated earth and sky?

And he went back to meet the fox.
“Goodbye” he said.

“Goodbye,” said the fox.
“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret:
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly;
what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

“What is essential is invisible to the eye,”
the little prince repeated,
so that he would be sure to remember.

So the little prince tamed the fox.
And when the hour of his departure drew near…

“Ah,” said the fox, “I shall cry.”

“It is your own fault,” said the little prince.
“I never wished you any sort of harm;
but you wanted me to tame you. . .”

“Yes that is so”, said the fox.

“But now you are going to cry!”
said the little prince.

“Yes that is so” said the fox.

“Then it has done you no good at all!”

“It has done me good,” said the fox,
“because of the color of the wheat fields.”