Charles Clanton Rogers

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“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.”

Book Review: Le Petit Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery

the little prince 2

The Little Prince is Saint-Expurey’s  poetic clairvoyance of truth, beauty, and love. If you have not read it, do not live another day before you do! If you have read it, read it again; read it again, in French. ccr

the little Prince

The fox: “It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”

the rose

“My rose, all on her own, is more important than all of you together, since she’s the one I’ve watered. Since she’s the one I put under glass, since she’s the one I sheltered behind the screen. Since she’s the one for whom I killed the caterpillars  (except the two or three butterflies). Since she’s the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. She’s my rose.”

the prince and the fox 2

“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….” “You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.”

“All grown-ups were once children… but only few of them remember it.”

“What makes the desert beautiful,’ said the little prince, ‘is that somewhere it hides a well…”

“Well, I must endure the presence of a few caterpillars if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies.”


“All men have 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… But all these stars are silent. You-You alone will have stars as no one else has them… 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 will be laughing when you look at the sky at night..You, only you, will have stars that can laugh! 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… It will be as if, in place of the stars, I had given you a great number of little bells that knew how to laugh”

heart heit is only with the heart
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince



Saint-Exupéry was a successful commercial pilot before World War II, working airmail routes in Europe, Africa and South America. At the outbreak of war, he joined the French Air Force (Armée de l’Air), flying reconnaissance missions until France’s armistice with Germany in 1940. After being demobilised from the French Air Force, he travelled to the United States to persuade its government to enter the war against Nazi Germany. Following a 27-month hiatus in North America, during which he wrote three of his most important works, he joined the Free French Air Force in North Africa, although he was far past the maximum age for such pilots and in declining health. He disappeared over the Mediterranean on his last assigned reconnaissance mission in July 1944, and is believed to have died at that time.

Prior to the war, Saint-Exupéry had achieved fame in France as an aviator. His literary works – among them The Little Prince, translated into over 250 languages and dialects – posthumously boosted his stature to national hero status in France.[8][9] He earned further widespread recognition with international translations of his other works. His 1939 philosophical memoir Terre des hommes became the name of a major international humanitarian group, and was also used to create the central theme (Terre des hommes—Man and His World) of the most successful world’s fair of the 20th century, Expo 67 in Montreal, Canada.[10]

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Saint-Exupéry in Toulouse, France, 1933
Born Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
29 June 1900
Lyon, France
Died presumed 31 July 1944 (aged 44)(unknown maybe)
offshore, south of Marseille, France
Occupation Aviator, writer
Nationality French
Period 1929–44
1944–2008 (posthumous)
Genre Autobiography, belles-lettres, essays, children’s literature
Notable awards
Légion d’honneur (1929)[1]
prix Femina (1929)[1]
Grand Prix du roman de l’Académie française (1939)
U.S. National Book Award (1940)
Croix de guerre (1940)[2]

Prix des Ambassadeurs (posthumous)
Croix de guerre avec palme (posthumous)
Spouse Consuelo Gómez Carillo de Saint Exupéry (1931 – his death)
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (French: [ɑ̃twan də sɛ̃tɛɡzypeʁi]), officially Antoine Marie Jean-Baptiste Roger, comte de Saint Exupéry[3][4][Note 1][Note 2] (29 June 1900 – 31 July 1944) was a French aristocrat, writer, poet, and pioneering aviator. He became a laureate of several of France’s highest literary awards and also won the U.S. National Book Award.[7] He is best remembered for his novella The Little Prince (Le Petit Prince) and for his lyrical aviation writings, including Wind, Sand and Stars and Night Flight. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

10 thoughts on “What is essential is invisible to the eye

  1. bbnewsab says:

    Beautiful post, KK! I’m going to follow your advice. And read this wonderful book yet another time.

    BTW, here’s one of my favorite quotes from the book: “A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.”

    Ant now it’s time to also quote from your own favorite quotes, KK. What about these two maxims?

    1) “We do these things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard.”
    – John F. Kennedy

    2) “The person who says: ’It can’t be done’, should not interrupt the person doing it!”
    – Chinese proverb

    A man who has favorite sayings like those – and also loves “The little Prince” – deserves to be called the “Sage”. And to be the Medicine Man of the Readers & Writers Tribe (RWT), whose members like to meet each other here at this blog oasis and to sit around the camp fire after sunset to keep warm and listen to the stories the “Sage” wants to tell them (us).

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    1. clanton1934 says:

      You are the guy who keeps putting more logs on the campfire and nudges those who might have drifted into sleep, Chief. “Medicine Men” were not Chiefs; so you at The Chief to my MM, Keep the fire burning. K

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  2. bbnewsab says:

    Anyhow, we seem to be fine team mates, you and I, KK. Many people regard me as a besserwisser (a Mr. Know-All wanna-be) and can’t stand me. But you are tolerant enough to tolerate me. I’m so thankful for that. Together we can build bridges instead of burning them.

    But remember, you are the King (Karl). I’m the Prince (Valiant). 🙂

    So no wonder we both are fond of another Prince. You know the Little one. Or Petit Prince in French.

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    1. clanton1934 says:

      Maybe English reflects your natural soul and charm better than your first language! Come and live in my world with “my rose”; you can be “the fox” to Le Petit Prince” K

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  3. bbnewsab says:

    Thank you, KK, four kind words! And your invitation.

    Yes, I want to share your world, your oasis, your thoughts, your feelings.

    BTW, when you mention the rose, this song comes to my mind: “The rose.”

    Here’s the lyrics:

    “The Rose”

    Some say love, it is a river
    That drowns the tender reed.
    Some say love, it is a razor
    That leaves your soul to bleed.
    Some say love, it is a hunger,
    An endless aching need.
    I say love, it is a flower,
    And you its only seed.

    It’s the heart afraid of breaking
    That never learns to dance.
    It’s the dream afraid of waking
    That never takes the chance.
    It’s the one who won’t be taken,
    Who cannot seem to give,
    And the soul afraid of dyin’
    That never learns to live.

    When the night has been too lonely
    And the road has been too long,
    And you think that love is only
    For the lucky and the strong,
    Just remember in the winter
    Far beneath the bitter snows
    Lies the seed that with the sun’s love
    In the spring becomes the rose.

    As a matter of fact, KK, I asked Bette Midler to sing the song just for you.

    Here you can listen to Bette performing “The rose”: .

    (If you wonder who’s playing the piano, it’s me! 🙂 But don’t tell anyone else, please.)

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    1. clanton1934 says:

      Why PV, you are a fox! A sly fox. So you can be the “fox” in Le Petit Prince. And you brought your own Rose! I’m delighted to learn that your are a musician and play the piano. Is that our Bette Midler who you are accompanying?
      Do you have any other recordings where you play? This is great. For weeks you have let me run on and on about my sons in music and never made a peep about you and the piano!
      “The Rose” is so appropriate as your theme song. When I met you, you were hiding behind this public face of the “World’s biggest Skeptic”! (You’re really an artist and a philosopher-Prince; searching for the same meaning and values as I am searching for. I’m reminded of “the Wandering Minstrel” from Gilbert and Sullivan’s Mikado. Welcome to my Quest to “Dream the Impossible Dream” (Man from La Mancha).

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  4. bbnewsab says:

    And as you see, KK, I’m also, sometimes, an FPP.

    FPP stands for Fantasy Prone Person(ality).

    Liked by 1 person

    1. clanton1934 says:

      Fantasy serves us well! I use it several times a day; constantly as a teenager! K

      Liked by 1 person

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