When the prince has to leave and tells the fox he is worried the fox will have gotten nothing from the friendship, since it can’t last, the fox says no, he now has “the color of the wheat” (XXI, p. 61). He means that he will continue to love and be reminded of the prince when he sees the wheat, the color of his hair. The prince then understands the valuable gift of love his rose has given to him, for he remembers her everywhere he goes, and she is the only rose for him. In return, he passes on love to the pilot. In this way, life is beautiful and meaningful, full of relationship and poetry. Love is closely allied to the imagination, to responsibility, and to meaning.