The Little Princewritten and illustrated by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
A dedication to a friend
from Chapter 4
But certainly, for us who understand life, figures are a matter of indifference.
I should have liked to begin this story in the fashion of the fairytales. I should have like to say: "Once upon a time there was a little prince who lived on a planet that was scarcely any bigger than himself, and who had need of a sheep..."
To those who understand life, that would have given a much greater air of truth to my story. For I do not want anyone to read my book carelessly. I have suffered too much grief in setting down these memories. Six years have already passed since my friend went away from me, with his sheep. If I try to describe him here, it is to make sure that I shall not forget him.
To forget a friend is sad. Not everyone has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown-ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures...Source of the text