The little prince went away, to look again at all the roses. "You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world.
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Profession:
Novelist
Nationality:
French
Born:
June 29, 1900
Died:
July 31, 1944