Today I find some beautiful words from the book.
You know -- one loves the sunset, when one is so sad ...
If someone loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars, it is enough to make him happy just to look at the stars. He can say to himself, "Somewhere, my flower is there ..." But if the sheep eats the flower, in one moment all his stars will be darkened ... And you think that is not important!
For she did not want him to see her crying. She was such a proud flower ...
His flower had told him that she was only one of her kind in all universe. And here were five thousand of them, all alike, in one single garden!
I thought that I was rich, with a flower that was unique in all the world; and all I had was a common rose. A common rose ...
To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world.
It has done me good, because of the color of the wheat fields. Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world.
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.
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