“The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart… Now here is my secret, it is very simple: you can only see things clearly with your heart. What is essential is invisible to the eye.”
I was sat on the floor of my friend’s house in London when I found this book lying on the floor. I flicked through as a drawing of a small boy talking to a fox caught my attention. Not knowing what to expect from a book titled The Little Prince filled with child-like doodles of planets inhabited by strange people, I decided to have a quick read. There was such a depth of meaning in the few paragraphs that I read, that I knew this was a book I had to own.
The Little Prince, written by Antoine de Saint-Exupery, is one of my favourite all-time books – partly because I can sit and read it in only an hour and half, but mainly because of the unusual contrast of a child’s tale with realistic observations about life and human nature. It may look like a fairytale from the outside, but this is definitely something meant for an older audience.
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