'What are you doing here?' he said to the drunkard whom he found sitting silently in front of a collection of bottles, some empty and some full. 'I am drinking,' answered the drunkard lugubriously. 'Why are you drinking?' the little prince asked. 'In order to forget,' replied the drunkard. 'To forget what?' enquired the little prince, who was already feeling sorry for him. 'To forget that I am ashamed,' the drunkard confesed, hanging his head. 'Ashamed of what?' asked the little prince who wanted to help him. 'Ashamed of drinking!' concluded the drunkard, withdrawing into total silence. And the little prince went away, puzzled. 'Grown-ups really are very, very odd,' he said to himself as he continued his journey.

From the 'Little Prince'