When I would never talk to that person about boa constrictors, or primeval forests, or stars. I would bring myself down to his level.
So I lived my life alone, without anyone that I could really talk to, until I had an accident with my plane in the Desert of Sahara.
And as I had with me neither a mechanic nor any passengers, I set myself to attempt the difficult repairs all alone..
The first night, then, I went to sleep on the sand, a thousand miles from any human habitation.
I jumped to my feet, completely thunderstruck. I blinked my eyes hard.
I looked carefully all around me.
Here you may see the best portrait that, later, I was able to make of him.
But my drawing is certainly very much less charming than its model.
That, however, is not my fault. The grown-ups discouraged me in my
painter's career when I was six years old.
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It is for that purpose, again, that I have bought a box of paints
and some pencils. It is hard to take up drawing again at my age,
when I have never made any pictures except those of the boa constrictor
from the outside and the boa constrictor from the inside, since I was six.