Stars

I love looking up at the stars. Nothing quite compares with staring up at a billion sparkling diamonds set against a black velvet sky, but because I live in the smoggy city, I rarely have that luxury. On an ordinary night in Manila, I hardly even attempt to take a look at the night sky because I know I will be disappointed. But, tonight, I didn't even have to open a window for my stars - my Star - to shine on me. :-)

"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 . . ."

And he laughed again.

"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 . . ." - From The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery. Just what I needed to read right now. :-)