"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 when time soothes your sorrows, you will be content that you have known me... And your friends will be properly astonished to see you laughing as you look up at the sky! And they will think you are crazy. It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played on you...”
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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 when time soothes your sorrows, you will be content that you have known me... And your friends will be properly astonished to see you laughing as you look up at the sky! And they will think you are crazy. It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played on you...”
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