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4.26 AVERAGE
4.26 AVERAGE
adventurous
emotional
inspiring
mysterious
reflective
sad
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
emotional
hopeful
inspiring
lighthearted
reflective
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
hopeful
sad
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
mixed feelings about it felt like i couldn’t really understand the message while reading it but it makes perfect sense
adventurous
emotional
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
No
adventurous
emotional
funny
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
emotional
hopeful
inspiring
lighthearted
mysterious
reflective
relaxing
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
“Would you have the kindness to think of me?”
— The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
There are books that stay with you. And then, there are books that grow with you. For me, The Little Prince has been both, a gentle companion and a mirror to the soul. I first read it when I was seven, and ever since, it’s become a ritual of sorts: once a year, I return to its pages. And every single time, it feels like I’m reading it for the first time.
This year, I felt a deep and unexpected connection to the narrator, the pilot. His quiet loneliness, his yearning for understanding, and his deep respect for the invisible things in life touched me profoundly. I saw in him not only the storyteller but the lost adult so many of us become without realizing it. It reminded me how vital it is to keep that part of ourselves, the child who sees with the heart, alive.
Each reading of The Little Prince is like peeling back a new layer of meaning. What once made me smile now makes me cry. What once seemed like fantasy now feels like truth. The story grows sadder, yes, but also more beautiful. As life becomes more complex, Saint-Exupéry’s words feel simpler, and yet, they cut deeper.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry crafted a masterpiece that transcends time, age, and genre. His writing is deceptively simple, yet profoundly poetic. He speaks of love, loss, friendship, and responsibility with the softest of voices, the kind that echoes long after you’ve turned the last page.
The Little Prince is not just my favorite book; it is part of who I am. It reminds me to love gently, to look beyond appearances, and above all, to never stop asking the essential questions. I hope I will keep reading it for many years to come, and that each year, it continues to change, just as I do.
Because, after all… what is essential is invisible to the eye.
— The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
There are books that stay with you. And then, there are books that grow with you. For me, The Little Prince has been both, a gentle companion and a mirror to the soul. I first read it when I was seven, and ever since, it’s become a ritual of sorts: once a year, I return to its pages. And every single time, it feels like I’m reading it for the first time.
This year, I felt a deep and unexpected connection to the narrator, the pilot. His quiet loneliness, his yearning for understanding, and his deep respect for the invisible things in life touched me profoundly. I saw in him not only the storyteller but the lost adult so many of us become without realizing it. It reminded me how vital it is to keep that part of ourselves, the child who sees with the heart, alive.
Each reading of The Little Prince is like peeling back a new layer of meaning. What once made me smile now makes me cry. What once seemed like fantasy now feels like truth. The story grows sadder, yes, but also more beautiful. As life becomes more complex, Saint-Exupéry’s words feel simpler, and yet, they cut deeper.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry crafted a masterpiece that transcends time, age, and genre. His writing is deceptively simple, yet profoundly poetic. He speaks of love, loss, friendship, and responsibility with the softest of voices, the kind that echoes long after you’ve turned the last page.
The Little Prince is not just my favorite book; it is part of who I am. It reminds me to love gently, to look beyond appearances, and above all, to never stop asking the essential questions. I hope I will keep reading it for many years to come, and that each year, it continues to change, just as I do.
Because, after all… what is essential is invisible to the eye.