quinta-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2007

The Little Prince and The Fox


(...)
"Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty to look at."
"I am a fox," the fox said.
"Come and play with me," proposed the little prince. "I am so unhappy."
"I cannot play with you," the fox said. "I am not tamed."
"Ah! Please excuse me," said the little prince.

(...)
"I am looking for friends. What does that mean--'tame'?"
"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. "It means to establish ties."
"'To establish ties'?"
"Just that," said the fox. "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 . . ."

(...)
"My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. 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 . . ."

(...)
"One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me . . ."

(...)
So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near--
"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."
"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you . . ."
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"But now you are going to cry!" said the little prince.
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"Then it has done you no good at all!"
"It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the color of the wheat fields."

(...)
"Goodbye," said the fox. "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 eye."

(...)
"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose . . ."

(Excerpts from The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry)

6 comentários:

Blogildo disse...

Se você concorda com a raposa pode começar a se sentir responsável por mim. Heheheheheheheh!

Abraço!

Ricardo Rayol disse...

The book is on the table and strawberries fields forever.... I've a poor english knowledge. Sorry about a absense of a deep comment.

Costajr disse...

Li e entendi que se trata de um principe pequeno e de uma raposa esperta.

No mais... vou salvar no word e treinar minha leitura, daqui há um mês prometo quee estará tudo traduzido

Bira disse...

Voce não tem algo como "the president and the rat"...

gilrang disse...

m.,

"what must I do, to tame you?" asked the little prince.

"you must be very patient," replied the fox. "first you will sit down at a little distance from me--like that--in the grass. i shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. words are the source of misunderstandings. but you will sit a little closer to me, every day . . ."

Renata disse...

Eu gosto tanto deste livro que ano passado fiz uma semana inteira sobre ele no blog, parabéns pela escolha! E apesar de ser conhecido por aí como "livro de miss", acho q temos muito a aprender ainda...
bjo e obrigada pela visita, volte sempre!