From: Sent: Monday, August 3, 2015 7:43 PM To: Jeffrey Epstein Subject: 4>=9CPlease-tame me!' he said. 'I want to, very much,' the=little prince replied. 'But I have not much time. I have friends to di=cover, and a great many things to understand.' 'One only un=erstands the things that one tames,' said the fox. 'Men h=ve no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at =he shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and =o men have no friends any more. Grown-ups love figures... When yo= tell them you've made a new friend they never ask you any questions a=out essential matters. They never say to you "What does his voice sou=d like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies? " =nstead they demand "How old is he? How much does he weigh? How much m=ney does his father make? " Only from these figures do they think the= have learned anything about him. If you want a friend, tame me.' =br>'What must I do, to tame you?' asked the little prince. =#39;You must be very patient,' replied the fox. 'First you=will sit down at a little distance from me-like that-in the grass. I shall=look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words a=e the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me,=every day..." [...1 "The little p=ince went away, to look again at the roses. "You are not at al= like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. You are •autiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for =ou." No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my=fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other=foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the wor1=." EFTA_R1_01353474 EFTA02361594