kevin bought a children's book called the little prince a few weeks ago and read it to me yesterday. it was such a good story. there was this awesome chapter where a fox tries to get the little prince to tame him. he explained if they could learn to tame each other then the boy would not just be like one thousand other boys to the fox... he would be special. and the fox would not just be like one thousand other foxes to the boy... he would be special. the prince's reply to this explanation was, "i am beginning to understand. there is a flower... i think she has tamed me."
all throughout the book, the prince talks about his rose from back home. he loved his rose because he thought she was unique and special... no other flower like her. when he finds a whole garden of roses he gets really sad because he sees that his rose is just like all of those roses. after he tames the fox he goes up to the bed of roses he found and says,
"...you are beautiful, but empty. one could not die for you. to be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you- the rose belongs to me. but in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that i have watered; because it is she that i have put under the glass globe; because it is she that i have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that i have killed the caterpillars (except for two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that i have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or even sometimes she said nothing. because she is my rose."
he knows so much about love. and i want this to be read at my wedding.
