Of Great Consequence

WHAT DO YOU LIKE to read about? And more importantly, what do you like to write about? In this blog I've posted more than 30 times, and to most, my musings and my songs are of no importance, but to me they are matters of consequence (to borrow the words of Antoine St. Exupery, one of my favorites). Each line, each word tells a bit of me and shows you a piece of my heart and soul. Yun nga lang, how you interpret what you learn of me (from my writing) depends on how well you really know me... :)

Rummaging through my stuff to find items for my garage sale this weekend, I found my copy of "The Little Prince" (by Monsieur St. Exupery) again, which, among my books, probably has the greatest sentimental value. It's a gift from a friend, who bought and shipped it all the way from France. It's the flip-type two-language edition (French and English), so I can flip to the version I want to continue reading in. Opo, sometimes I begin re-reading in English, then find the continuation in the flip-side, which is in French. I'm eccentric. You should know that by now. :)
Starting today (and on to the coming days) I'd share a series of excerpts, my favorites, all of which are matters of great consequence to me (for the reasons stated above). I hope you like them (and if you do, make comments naman here)!



Chapter 6 (The little prince and the narrator, a pilot who crashed into the African desert, talk about sunsets)

Oh, little prince! Bit by bit I came to understand the secrets of your sad little life... For a long time you had found your only entertainment in the quiet pleasure of looking at the sunset. I learned that new detail on the morning of the fourth day, when you said to me:

"I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset now."

"But we must wait," I said.

"Wait? For what?"

"For the sunset. We must wait until it is time."

At first you seemed to be very much surprised. And then you laughed to yourself. You said to me: "I am always thinking that I am at home!"

Just so. Everybody knows that when it is noon in the United States the sun is setting over France.

If you could fly to France in one minute, you could go straight into the sunset, right from noon. Unfortunately, France is too far away for that. But on your tiny planet, my little prince, all you need do is move your chair a few steps. You can see the day end and the twilight falling whenever you like...

"One day," you said to me, "I saw the sunset forty-four times!"

And a little later you added:

"You know-- one loves the sunset, when one is so sad..."

"Were you so sad, then?" I asked, "on the day of the forty-four sunsets?"

But the little prince made no reply.

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Why AnneThology?

Anthology means a collection of poems, short stories, plays, songs, or excerpts. My name is Anne, and this blog contains a collection of my thoughts, musings and writings (poems, short stories), some songs I like, plus a sprinkling of excerpts I find worth sharing --hence, AnneThology.

Did you know?

Anthology derives from the Greek word ἀνθολογία (anthologia; literally “flower-gathering”) for garland — or bouquet of flowers — which was the title of the earliest surviving anthology, assembled by Meleager of Gadara.

Look, what I have -- these are all for you.