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The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupry

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Original Title: The Little Prince


ISBN: 0156012197
ISBN13: 9780156012195
Autor: Antoine de Saint-Exupry (Author/Illustrator)/Richard Howard (Translator)
Rating: 4.5 of 5 stars (2553) counts
Original Format: Paperback, 83 pages
Download Format: PDF, FB2, MOBI, MP3.
Published: June 29th 2000 / by Harcourt, Inc. / (first published April 6th 1943)
Language: English
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Description:

Moral allegory and spiritual autobiography, The Little Prince is the most translated book in the
French language. With a timeless charm it tells the story of a little boy who leaves the safety of his
own tiny planet to travel the universe, learning the vagaries of adult behaviour through a series of
extraordinary encounters. His personal odyssey culminates in a voyage to Earth and further
adventures.
About Author:

Antoine de Saint-Exupry was born in Lyons on June 29, 1900. He flew for the first time at the age
of twelve, at the Ambrieu airfield, and it was then that he became determined to be a pilot. He
kept that ambition even after moving to a school in Switzerland and while spending summer
vacations at the family's chteau at Saint-Maurice-de-Rmens, in eastern France. (The house at
Saint-Maurice appears again and again in Saint-Exupry's writing.)
Later, in Paris, he failed the entrance exams for the French naval academy and, instead, enrolled
at the prestigious art school l'Ecole des Beaux-Arts. In 1921 Saint-Exupry began serving in the
military, and was stationed in Strasbourg. There he learned to be a pilot, and his career path was
forever settled.
After leaving the service, in 1923, Saint-Exupry worked in several professions, but in 1926 he
went back to flying and signed on as a pilot for Aropostale, a private airline that flew mail from
Toulouse, France, to Dakar, Senegal. In 1927 Saint-Exupry accepted the position of airfield chief
for Cape Juby, in southern Morocco, and began writing his first book, a memoir called Southern
Mail, which was published in 1929. He then moved briefly to Buenos Aires to oversee the
establishment of an Argentinean mail service; when he returned to Paris in 1931, he published
Night Flight, which won instant success and the prestigious Prix Femina.
Always daring, Saint-Exupry tried in 1935 to break the speed record for flying from Paris to
Saigon. Unfortunately, his plane crashed in the Libyan desert, and he and his copilot had to trudge
through the sand for three days to find help. In 1938 he was seriously injured in a second plane
crash, this time as he tried to fly between New York City and Tierra del Fuego, Argentina. The
crash resulted in a long convalescence in New York.
Saint-Exupry's next novel, Wind, Sand and Stars, was published in 1939. A great success, the
book won the Acadmie Franaise's Grand Prix du Roman (Grand Prize for Novel Writing) and the
National Book Award in the United States. At the beginning of the Second World War, Saint-
Exupry flew reconnaissance missions for France, but he went to New York to ask the United
States for help when the Germans occupied his country. He drew on his wartime experiences to
write Flight to Arras and Letter to a Hostage, both published in 1942. His classic The Little Prince
appeared in 1943. Later in 1943 Saint-Exupry rejoined his French air squadron in northern Africa.
Despite being forbidden to fly (he was still suffering physically from his earlier plane crashes),
Saint-Exupry insisted on being given a mission. On July 31, 1944, he set out from Borgo,
Corsica, to overfly occupied France. He never returned.

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- Le Petit Prince (Paperback)

- El Principito (Paperback)
- The Little Prince & Letter to a Hostage (Paperback)

- Le Petit Prince (Kindle Edition)

- (Paperback)
- Le Petit Prince (Paperback)

- El Principito (Paperback)

- The Little Prince & Letter to a Hostage (Paperback)


- Le Petit Prince (Kindle Edition)

- (Paperback)

- The Little Prince (Paperback)


- Le Petit Prince (Paperback)

- El Principito (Paperback)

- The Little Prince & Letter to a Hostage (Paperback)


- Le Petit Prince (Kindle Edition)

- Le Petit Prince (Paperback)

- El Principito (Paperback)
- The Little Prince & Letter to a Hostage (Paperback)

- Le Petit Prince (Kindle Edition)

- (Paperback)
- The Little Prince (Paperback)

- Le Petit Prince (Paperback)

- El Principito (Paperback)
- The Little Prince & Letter to a Hostage (Paperback)

- Le Petit Prince (Kindle Edition)

- The Little Prince (Paperback)


- Le Petit Prince (Paperback)

- El Principito (Paperback)

- The Little Prince & Letter to a Hostage (Paperback)


- Le Petit Prince (Kindle Edition)

- Le Petit Prince (Paperback)

- El Principito (Paperback)
- The Little Prince & Letter to a Hostage (Paperback)

- Le Petit Prince (Kindle Edition)

- (Paperback)
- The Little Prince (Paperback)

- Le Petit Prince (Paperback)

- El Principito (Paperback)
- The Little Prince & Letter to a Hostage (Paperback)

- Le Petit Prince (Kindle Edition)

Books By Author:

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- Citadelle

- Flight to Arras

- J'Apprends a compter avec le petit prince


- The Little Prince

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- Night Flight

- Citadelle

- Flight to Arras

- J'Apprends a compter avec le petit prince


- Le Petit Prince: Antoine de Saint-
Exupry

- Wind, Sand and Stars


- Night Flight

- Citadelle

- Flight to Arras

- J'Apprends a compter avec le petit prince


- The Little Prince

- Wind, Sand and Stars


- Night Flight

- Citadelle

- Flight to Arras

- J'Apprends a compter avec le petit prince


- The Little Prince Family Storybook:
Unabridged Original Text

- Wind, Sand and Stars

- Night Flight
- Citadelle

- Flight to Arras

- J'Apprends a compter avec le petit prince


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- Wind, Sand and Stars


- Night Flight

- Citadelle

- Flight to Arras

- J'Apprends a compter avec le petit prince


- The Little Prince

- Wind, Sand and Stars


- Night Flight

- Citadelle

- Flight to Arras

- J'Apprends a compter avec le petit prince


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- Night Flight
- Citadelle

- Flight to Arras

- J'Apprends a compter avec le petit prince

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Rewiews:

Aug 13, 2016


Nataliya
Rated it: it was amazing
Shelves: favorites, my-childhood-bookshelves, excellent-reads, for-my-future-hypothetical-
daughter, 2014-reads, books-from-childhood-revisited

*** For those who somehow have no idea about what happens in The Little Prince or cannot
figure it out at a reasonable spot in the book, here is a warning - THERE WILL BE, as much
as I hate applying this term to this incredibly famous classic that does not rely on Aha!
moments to keep the readers' attention, SPOILERS! ****

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'You do understand that the Little Prince died?' my mother asked as carefully and gently as only
adults who know that loss of innocence can be crushing but is brutal

*** For those who somehow have no idea about what happens in The Little Prince or cannot
figure it out at a reasonable spot in the book, here is a warning - THERE WILL BE, as much
as I hate applying this term to this incredibly famous classic that does not rely on Aha!
moments to keep the readers' attention, SPOILERS! ****

-----------

'You do understand that the Little Prince died?' my mother asked as carefully and gently as only
adults who know that loss of innocence can be crushing but is brutally necessary can do.
'No, he didn't. He went back to his home planet and that stupid rose. It says so right here,' I replied
with the comforting stubbornness of an eight-year-old.

Later that night, I quietly reread the book and the sad truth clicked, and so did the belated thought
that for all the gentle berating of adults in it, this strange and beautiful book was written by
one of them and definitely for them, and not for me, and by luring me in with the beautiful
pictures it pushed me just a bit further on the inevitable road to adulthood.

Or so I see now.

Back then, I decided to read the author's biography instead as a distraction from the thoughts that
were trying to be a bit more grown-up than my heart cared for - I was the odd kid of a literature
teacher mother, after all - just to learn that just after writing this book, Antoine de Saint Exupery
died when flying his plane in a war to liberate his country, killed by adults who played a game of
war, too dangerous and cruel. And that finally made me cry.

And then I went back to the simple security of childhood.

Then I grew up, inevitably, like most of us do. I learned to do my fair share of 'matters of
consequence'. I learned the painful understanding of why certain vain but naive roses can hold
such sad power over our hearts. I learned the comfort and longing of nostalgia, the fear of the
crushing burden of loneliness, the understanding of fragile beauty of the world that can be so
easily taken away at any moment. I became a grown-up, and I have to learn to reconcile my inner
child with my outer age.
"In the course of this life I have had a great many encounters with a great many people who have
been concerned with matters of consequence. I have lived a great deal among grown-ups. I have
seen them intimately, close at hand. And that hasn't much improved my opinion of them."
Now, reading this intensely lyrical and mesmerizing book written by an ailing middle-aged adult far
away from the country he loved in the middle of war-torn years, I am confronted with emotions that
ruthlessly hurt, hidden in the deceiving simplicity of a (supposedly) children's story just like an
elephant was hidden inside a boa constrictor - or was it simply a hat all along? - in the opening
paragraphs of this book. I sigh and tear up, and try to resist the urge to pick up the golden-haired
child that never stopped until he got answers to his questions and carry him away into safety. But I
can't. Because if I do so, there will never be 500 billion bells in the stars, and we will never
wonder whether the rose is still alive - and it needs to be, because we are responsible for
those we have tamed.
"But I was not reassured. I remembered the fox. One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets
himself be tamed."
This is not a book for children. It's for adults who remember being children and feel nostalgia for
the simple comfort of childhood innocence but know they can never go back to it. Because they
have met their Roses, and Foxes, and drank from a well with a rusty handle in the desert,
and learned that a few thorns may not stand against the claws of a tiger. Unlike the Little
Prince, they can no longer go back - but they can look at the night starry sky and laugh, and
imagine that they hear an answering clear laughter.
"In certain more important details I shall make mistakes, also. But that is something that will not be
my fault. My friend never explained anything to me. He thought, perhaps, that I was like himself.
But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through t he walls of boxes. Perhaps I am a little like the
grown-ups. I have had to grow old."

'What makes the desert beautiful,' said the little prince, 'is that somewhere it hides a well.'

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Karen
Amazing review.

Jan 19, 2017 08:06PM


Nataliya
Thanks, everyone!

Jan 20, 2017 11:59AM

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