The Little Prince, by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, is one of my favorite books.

I find that the more I experience in life, the more I understand what the author was trying to convey.

* * * Excerpt from Chapter 21 * * *

Thinking of his rose, the little prince lay down in the grass and cried.  It was then when the fox appeared . . .

The fox explained the meaning of the word 'tame' to the little prince, "it means to establish ties . . ."

"My life is very monotonous . . . But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came shine on my life . . . your steps will call me, like music, out of my burrows . . . you see the grain-fields down yonder? . . . you have hair which is the colour of gold . . . The grain which is of golden will bring me back the thought of you.  And I shall love to listen to the wind of the wheat."

"Please -- tame me!" the fox asked the little prince.

. . .

So the little prince tamed the fox, and when the hour of his departure drew near, the fox wanted to cry. 

The little prince said the taming did not do the fox any good. "It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the colour of the wheat field."

The fox made the little prince a present of the secret . . . "It is with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye . . . it is the time you have spent on your rose that makes your rose so important . . . "