Garsiojo prancūzų rašytojo ir lakūno Antuano de Sent-Egziuperi žmonos Konsuelo prisiminimai apie jų gyvenimą ir meilę.
Perskaičius knygą kilo prieštaringų minčių apie A. de Sent-Egziuperi, jo bohemišką gyvenimo būdą, nepastovumą, meilę lėktuvams ir dangui. Kaip visa tai ištvėrė Konsuelo – subtiliai atskleista knygoje. Belieka tik žavėtis jos stiprybe, kantrybe ir ištikimybe žmogui, kurį mylėjo. Ji buvo Mažojo princo Rožė.

Nie jestem fanką zachowań Consuelo. Jej wybory były niesamowicie frustrujące.

For readers (lovers) of The Little Prince, this is a must read. Although the main character, and author, is a weak-willed doormat of a antagonist, you understand her mindset as she has documented her thought process and emotions fully. The Little Prince is an entirely different novel to those who have read this.

Students of French literature learn somewhere along the way that Antoine de Saint Exupery based the character of the rose in The Little Prince on his wife Consuela with whom he had a complicated relationship. Consuela's tale is of Saint Exupery's betrayals and infidelities, but ultimately their love for each other, in their own way - a very tempestuous relationship indeed.

Reading this all but ruined my feelings about The Little Prince, which I for many years have counted among my favorites for its provocative innocence. This is so dysfunctional it is embarrassing. This is a story better left untold, utterly disappointing and self obsessed. Don't waste one minute of your time on this.

I wanted to like this book a lot more than I did. The narrative seemed to wander at times, and I had a hard time relating to Consuelo. But this made me want to reread "The Little Prince" now that I have more insight on Saint-Ex's inspiration.

Antoine De Saint-Exupery's wife's memoirs of their relationship. In all its dysfunctional glory. It's interesting, and I wanted to read it, to explain the Rose metaphor in the Little Prince. A quick and dramatic read, but a bit too much like an emo princess blog for my tastes. She was way ahead of her time!

This is a very intimate view of Consuelo and Antoine's relationship. The beginning of the story was especially lovely while Antoine was still flying the mail routes. The read became quite painful after he becomes a celebrated writer, when Consuelo confesses to the pain of becoming distanced from the man she married, and publicly humiliated by his infidelities. At the same time, I wanted to stop reading because I love St-Exupery's writing so much that I didn't really want to hear about his negative side. In the end, I believe Consuelo needed to get it all off her chest, and it's a good reminder that no one - no matter how talented, is perfect. Every human capable of love is also capable of hurt.

Der Typ ist echt iwie schwierig :/

After finding out that the wife of Antoine Saint Exupery, author of The Little Prince, was from San Salvador, my curiosity was piqued. I discovered that she had written a book, The Tale of the Rose, about their marriage. After reading it, the image of the spiritual, idealistic Saint-Exupry is replaced by one of a brutally selfish and downright cruel husband who did nothing but torment a long-suffering wife the last years of their marriage and she nevertheless comes running when he snaps his fingers. Is the book her revenge? A pouring of her heart after his death? Or was she really that subservient? That being saud, it is well written.

One of his lovers also wrote a book under the pseudonym Pierre Chevrier. It has not been translated from the French. I’d love to hear the other side of the story or read one of this biographies to get the rest of the story.

I understand why what a stir this back story caused when it was released from the beloved wife of the aviator author of "The Little Prince" many years after their deaths. Yet I found it a difficult story to read, both because of the many lose ends and questions it created, and my frustration with Consuelo and her inability to take charge of her life until her husband died. He was a manipulative cheating lothario, a self-centered liar, his French life style aside. I say this of course from my female perspective decades and a couple of generations later. Theirs was a tumultuous marriage for sure. But I have a hard time understanding why it lasted for as long as it did, and just what she saw in him. The supposed romanticism of her story was lost on me.

A lovely book with an underlying passion that can break your heart. When you see the depth and breadth of the feelings these people have for each other is easy to yearn for something like it.

I prefer a less chaotic and more committed love, maybe someone (or several others) that would give me more peace even at the expense of less passion.

Besides my personal preferences, this was a great story and an excellent complement to The Little Prince.