I was given an unexpected present on Monday: The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
It is a very beautiful book. The perfect length and structure for a tired brain like mine, and with *deep joy* author illustrations. Thank you to my wise Finnish friend for sharing it with me.
And the story, well it is profound. I need to read it a few times to be certain, but it is about the human condition and the nature of friendship and love; this being partly related through the Little Prince’s taming of a fox and care for a rather difficult rose with four thorns – her only defence against the world.
I suggest the best thing to do would be to read the book, but in the meantime I will share the fox’s secret with you.
He tells the Little Prince: It is only with one’s heart that one can see clearly. What is essential is invisible to the eye.
Posted on December 22, 2010, in Be not idle, Biophilia, Poetry, Words and tagged Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Aviator, Books, Dog walks, Fox, Roses, The Little Prince. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.