

- You are beautiful but empty," the Little Prince continued. - I wouldn't want to die for you. Of course, a passerby who looks at my rose will say that it is just like you. But she alone is more precious to me than all of you. She's the one I watered every day, not you. It was she, not you, that I covered with a glass cover. I put a screen over her, protecting her from the wind. I killed caterpillars for her, only two or three left to hatch butterflies. I listened to her complaining and bragging, I listened to her even when she was silent. She is mine.