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The joy of being tamed

December 8, 2008 Leave a comment Go to comments

Somehow, the topic of the Little Prince by Antoine de Saint Exupery came up last week. Saw it on our bookshelf and read it (again). Can’t say I remembered much of it actually but I suspect it is one of those books that grow on you and surprise you each time you read it. Here is a favorite dialogue by the Little Prince and a fox:

The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.

“Please—tame me!” he said.

“I want to, very much,” the little prince replied. “But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand.”

“One only understands the things that one tames,” said the fox. “Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me . . .”

You must be very patient,” replied the fox. “First you will sit down at a little distance from me—like that—in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of the ey, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day.”

. . . . .

So, the little prince tamed the fax. And when the hour of his departure drew near—

“Ah,” said the fox, “I shall cry.”

“It is your own fault,” said the little prince. “I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you . . .”

“Yes, that is so,” said the fox.

“:Then it has done you no good at all.”

“It has done me good,” said the fox, “because of the color of the wheat fields.”

. . . . . . . .

And he went back to meet the fox.

“Goodbye,” he said.

“Goodbye,” said the fox. “And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

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