I was too young to know how to love her.

You know...my flower...I'm responsible for her. And she's so weak! And so naive. She has four ridiculous thorns to defend her against the world.

Only the children know what they are looking for. They waste their time over a rag doll and it becomes very important to them; and if anybody takes it away from them, they cry.

if a sheep eats bushes does it eat flowers too? a sheep eats whatever it finds even a flower with thorn? even a flower with thorns. then what's the good of thorns?

But certainly, for us who understand life, figures are a matter of indifference.

If you tame me, it would be as if the sun came to shine on my life.

I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset.