The Selfie

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The little prince went away again to visit the roses.

“You’re not at all like my rose, you’re nothing at all yet,” he said. “No one has tamed you and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand others. But I made him my friend, and now he is unique in the world.”

And the roses were very much embarrassed.

“You’re beautiful but you’re empty,” he added. “One cannot die for you. Of course, to an ordinary passerby, my rose would look just like you. But she, alone, is more important than all of you, because it is she that I have watered. Because she’s the one I put under glass, because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen.

“Because she is for whom I killed the caterpillars (except the two or three saved and left to become butterflies). Because it is she that I listened to complain, and boast, and even sometimes remain silent. Because she is my rose.”

– Antoine de Saint-Exupery,

The Little Prince.

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