"If you were asked to describe your first love, how would you say it?"
"In the beginning, I knocked on the door of his doubting heart full of loneliness; then he believed me, but I wavered, and we didn't understand each other and refused to give in. Finally, I left calmly with the gate of fate."
"Then do you have anything else to say about this first love?"
"I told him when we were leaving. The little prince's visit changed the wheat in the fox's eyes. That's the point. It's not a bad thing that we didn't go on together."