Le Petit Prince

I took a different route home from the grocery store today and passed by a little bookstore. On a whim, I walked in and saw the Little Prince. This is one of my all time favorite books because it contains so many of the themes by which I live, and it is so beautifully written in French. Based on the noises French people make (for another post...), spoken French is not always lovely, but written literature is truly beautiful. Le Petit Prince is officially added to my French book collection!

One of my favorite quotes, and my mantra:
Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.

(Here is my secret. It is very simple, one can only see with the heart. What is essential is invisible for the eyes)

I have been skimming it and am proud to say that my life in Paris has absolutely been reflecting the themes of the this story. Life has been simple. I do what I feel and nobody tells me otherwise. No one tells me I have too many feelings, no one makes life complicated, its just....glorious! Parisians. just. live. and let be. I am finally in a place where I can do exactly what I feel - just how I have always wanted to live. And I haven't been this happy or contented with my place in the world in a long time. Ever maybe. Oh, j'adore Paris.


On that note, I'm off to the Sorbonne for the day. Also, not to give too much away but to just to hint, Alicia, Clare and I are about to acquire ourselves Sciences Po t-shirts...

I CANNOT WAIT FOR TOMORROW TO END. I have an art history midterm, a transcription, an oral presentation of an article, and a rendition of one of Edith Piaf's songs (more memorization). AKA my brain is fried (the memorizing section anyways). I am also exhausted from this weekend, which consisted of solidifying a true french social life (this weekend also deserves its own post when I have more time...)

Ciao ciao!