If some one 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!
-Chapter 7, The Little Prince
After hearing endless praise for this classic throughout the years, I finally purchased The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery (also the author of Wind, Sand and Stars and more) a few days ago. Though originally meant for children (and written in French), this book is loved by all ages alike and has been translated into over a hundred different languages. Filled with truths about life, grown-ups, flowers and stars complemented by simple but beautiful illustrations, I've never been happier with a novel than I am now.
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