A princess possessed the desired traits: long curls, a rosette mouth, actual height. Royals were the pinnacle of beauty. No one imagined an heiress homely or plain. Or Seasons forbid,
sharp. A princess was the bud of the flower, not the thorn.
If someone loves a flower that only exists in one million and millions of stars, that’s enough for him to be happy when he looks at them.
Çiçeklere iyi bakılmazsa solar..Alıntı
“Is my flower ephemeral? “asked the little prince.
“Certainly.”
Your hand, your tongue;
look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under’t.
If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a bloom with flowers.
İlginç bilgilerde bugün
"13. yüzyıldaki Anglo-Fransız orijinaline bakınca, ikisinin aynı sözcük olduğu anlaşılıyor - flower öğütülmüş buğdayın en küçük parçasına verilen isimmiş. Zaman içinde, flower ve flour ayrışarak farklı nesneleri temsil etmeye başlamışlar."
