Who is Antoine De Saint-exupery

Antoine Marie Jean-Baptiste Roger, comte de Saint-Exupéry, simply known as Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (UK: , US: , French: [ɑ̃twan də sɛ̃t‿ɛɡzypeʁi]; 29 June 1900 – 31 July 1944), was a French writer, poet, aristocrat, journalist and pioneering aviator. He became a laureate of several of France's highest literary awards and also won the United States National Book Award. He is best remembered for his novella The Little Prince (Le Petit Prince) and for his lyrical aviation writings, including Wind, Sand and Stars and Night Flight.

Saint-Exupéry was a successful commercial pilot before World War II, working airmail routes in Europe, Africa, and South America. He joined the French Air Force at the start of the war, flying reconnaissance missions until France's armistice ...
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Aaq14036: 51. “love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.” – antoine de saint-exupery
Lalsyry00l9: 51. “love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.” – antoine de saint-exupery
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Nay, dear one, ask me not to leave thee yet.
Let me a little longer hold thy hand.
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The joys I was so late to understand.
The future holds but a blank face for me,
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