“What moves me so deeply, about this little prince who is sleeping here,
is his loyalty to a flower—the image of a rose that shines through his
whole being like the flame of a lamp, even when he is asleep…” And I
felt him to be more fragile still. I felt the need of protecting him, as
if he himself were a flame that might be extinguished by a little puff
of wind…
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