Just writing down something about friendship

As an only child, all I wanted always was and is…“True friend——not
someone just like you. But someone who isn’t you- but about whom you
care as much as you are about yourself. The sorrows of a true friend are
your sorrows, their joys are yours. It makes you vulnerable-should
anything befall this person. But it is hugely strengthening,too. You are
relieved from the too small orbit of your own thoughts and worries, you
expand into the life of another, together you become
larger,cleverer,more resilient, more fair-minded(also luckier).You share
virtues and cancel out each other’s defeats. Friendship teaches us what
we ought to be. It is, quite literally, the best part of life.”
What about
love…想起zyp最近跟我说出气包,好像不太能迎合我的需求。。。还是继续yy用光荷尔蒙就好。

小王子摘抄

  1. You know —— one loves the sunset, when one is so sad…

  2. If someone loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in
    all the millions and millions of stars, it is enough to make him
    happy just to look at the stars.

  3. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love
    her…

  4. To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like
    a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And
    you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more
    than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me,
    then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the
    world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world.

  5. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain,
    which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I
    shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat.

  6. Men have not more time to understand anything. They buy things
    already made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one
    can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more.

  7. You are beautiful, but you are empty. One could not die for you. To
    be sure, an ordinary passer —— by 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 she 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.

  8. And now here is my secret, a very simple secret. It is only with the
    heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to
    the eyes.

  9. It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so
    important.

  10. Men have forgotten this truth. But you must not forget it. You
    become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are
    responsible for your rose…

  11. As for me, if I had fifty-three minutes to spend as I liked, I
    should walk at my leisure toward a spring of fresh water.

  12. What moves me so deeply, about this little prince who is sleeping
    here, is his loyalty to a flower —— the image of a rose that shine
    through his whole being like the flame of a lamp, even when he is
    asleep…

  13. The men where you live, raise five thousand roses in the same garden
    —— and they do not find in it what they are looking for. And yet
    what they are looking for could be found in one single rose, or in a
    little water. But eyes are blind. One must look with the heart…

  14. If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at
    the sky at night. All the stars are abloom with flowers…

  15. My star will be just one of the stars, for you. And so you will love
    to watch all the stars in the heavens… They will be your friends.

  16. All men have the stars, but they are not the same things for
    different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides.
    For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For
    others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they
    were wealth. But all these stars are silent. You —— you alone ——
    will have the stars as no one else has them…

  17. In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be
    laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when
    you look at the sky at night… You —— only you —— will have stars
    that can laugh…

  18. And when your sorrow is comforted time soothes all sorrows you will
    be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. You
    will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window,
    so, for that pleasure… And your friends will be properly astonished
    to see you laughing as you look up at the sky! Then you will say to
    them, “Yes, the stars always make me laugh!”

  19. I cannot carry this body with me. It is too heavy. But it will be
    like an old abandoned shell. There is nothing sad about old shells…

  20. All the stars will be wells with a rusty pulley. All the stars will
    pour out fresh water for me to drink… That will be so amusing! You
    will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall have five
    hundred million springs of fresh water…

  21. You know —— my flower… I am responsible for her. And she is so weak!
    She is so naïve! She has four thorns, of no use at all, to protect
    herself against the world…there now —— that is all…

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