What about..?

And what are we talking about here? Art, music we like, films we like, forms of art that express ourselves, but not only. Art inspires us. Art breads art. We want through this blog to express ourselves, our anxieties, our thoughts. Each of us finds a form of expressing himself. My way is books. A journey through unknown worlds, which .discribed though. are left free to us to imagine them as we wish. Free..

I want to exchange with you ideas, thoughts and opinions about books, you have read, you like or you dislike..

And to begin with, I will start with a very popular book. I dont like it when some books , that are very popular, become a souvenir, a bag, earings, everything.. so popular that everybody likes it even if some have not even read it.

I posted my favorite part from a book, a popular one,“The little prince”. To remeber what it is about, when we see it on a bag, on a T-shirt, on a glass..

A book that was written for children but its a good lesson for adults who have forgotten how world should be, who have forgotten how to dream..

He said to me : "The thing that is important is the thing that is not seen..."

"Yes, I know..."

"It is just as it is with the flower. If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers..."

"Yes, I know..."

"It is just as it is with the water. Because of the pulley, and the rope, what you gave me to drink was like music. You remember-- how good it was."

"Yes, I know..."

"And at night you will look up at the stars. Where I live everything is so small that I cannot show you where my star is to be found. It is better, like that. My star will just be one of the stars, for you. And so you will love to watch all the stars in the heavens... they will all be your friends. And, besides, I am going to make you a present..."

He laughed again.

"Ah, little prince, dear little prince! I love to hear that laughter!"

"That is my present. Just that. It will be as it was when we drank the water..."

"What are you trying to say?"

"All men have the stars," he answered, "but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they were wealth. But all these stars are silent. You-- you alone-- will have the stars as no one else has them--"

"What are you trying to say?"

"In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night... you-- only you-- will have stars that can laugh!"

And he laughed again.

"And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure... and your friends will be properly astonished to see you laughing as you look up at the sky! Then you will say to them, 'Yes, the stars always make me laugh!' And they will think you are crazy. It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played on you..."

The Little Prince(French: Le petit Prince), Antoine de Saint-Exurpery, 1943