'I am a fox.'

'I can't play with you,' said the fox. 'I am not tame.'

 

'Oh! I beg your pardon,' said the little prince.

 

Then, after a moment's thought, he added:

'What does ."tame" .mean ?'

 

'You are not from these parts,' said the fox.'What are you looking for?'

 

'I'm looking for people. What does "tame" mean ?'

 

'People,' said the fox, 'they have guns, and they hunt. It's a great nuisance! They also raise chickens. That is the only interesting thing about them. Are you looking chickens?'

 

'No,' said the little prince. 'I am looking for friends. What does ."tame" .mean?'

 

'Something that is frequently neglected,' said the fox. 'It meam "to create ties".'

 

'To create ties?'

 

'Precisely,' said the fox. 'To me, you are still only a small boy, just like a hundred thousand other small boys. And I have no need of you. And you in turn have no need of me.

To you, I'm just a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes.

But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you shall be unique in the world. To you, I shall be unique in the world.'

Done