“All
men have stars, 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...
But all these stars are silent. You-You alone will have stars as no one else
has them... 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 will be laughing when you look
at the sky at night... You, only you, will have stars that can laugh! 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... It will
be as if, in place of the stars, I had given you a great number of little bells
that knew how to laugh”
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