ddanne wrote:
I read it for first time when I was 7 or 8, and I was so badly sick.
I remember feeling a huge empathy with this "little prince". His thoughts were really like mine, and I would feel like it was wrote exactly from my mind.
Well, I won't bore you with my story of how I got obsessed with this beautiful character, but the day I started to read it, and realized he was just like me, I had one of the most terrible meltdowns that I could imagine, just because- "there's someone like me, but I can't meet him, because he doesn't exist".
If you have read it: what do you think about it?
Did you like that book?
Did you felt the same way?
I really like that book.
I feel the same with things, though really it was Wilde that caused me to feel that way - I was 'with' him all along, and felt disappointed that the film finished and I could keep watching the life of Oscar Wilde forever.
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