No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.
To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys。 And I have no need of you。 And you, on your part, have no need of me。 To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes。 But if you tame me, then we shall need each other。 To me, you will be unique in all the world。 To you, I shall be unique in all the world.