Responsibility

The little prince went away,
to look again at the roses.
"You are not at all like my rose," he said.
"As yet you are nothing.
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 a friend,
and now he is unique in all the world."
And the roses were very much embarrassed.
"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on.
"One could not die for you.
To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think
that my rose looked just like you
--the rose that belongs to me.
But in herself alone she is more important
than all the hundreds of you
other roses: because it is she that I have watered;
because it is she
that I have put under the glass globe;
because it is for her
that I have killed the caterpillars
(except the two or three we saved
to become butterflies);
because it is she that I have listened to,
 when she grumbled,
or boasted,
or even sometimes when she said nothing.
Because she is MY rose.

[...]

It is the time you have wasted for your rose
that makes your rose so important.
Men have forgotten this truth
But you must not forget it.
You become responsible, forever,
for what you have tamed.
You are responsible for your rose..."

From "The Little Prince" by Antoine de Saint-Exupery