You are beautiful,but you are empty.One could not die for you.To be sure,an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that 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 the 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 when she said nothing.Because she is my rose.
——《小王子》,西苑出版社,P204