Dec
18
“You’re lovely, but you’re empty. One couldn’t die for you. Of course an ordinary passerby would think my rose looked just like you. But my rose, all on her own, is more important than you altogether, since she’s the one I’ve watered. Since she’s the one I put under glass. Since she’s the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. Since she’s my rose.”
The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint Exupéry (via bloodisthenewblackk)
(via bloodisthenewblackk)
