The previous day I had tramped without hope. Today the word “hope” had grown meaningless. Today we were tramping simply because we were tramping. Probably oxen work for the same reason. Yesterday I had dreamed of a paradise of orange-trees. Today I would not give a button for paradise; I did not believe oranges existed (The Wind, Sand and Stars, tr. by L. Galantiere)
Cool, isn't it? In the gameplay of the magical arena of de Saint-Exupery, we wanted to express our respect for these lines, and for de Saint-Exupery.
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