And what good is it to me that you're here now? Where where you twenty years ago, ten years ago? How dare you, how dare you come to me now, when I am this? Peter S. Beagle More Quotes by Peter S. Beagle More Quotes From Peter S. Beagle Sing to me," she said. "That would be valiant, to raise your voice in this dark, lonely place, and it will be useful as well. Sing to me, sing loudly-drown out my dreams, keep me from remembering whatever wants me to remember it. Sing to me, my lord prince, if it please you. It may not seem a hero's task, but I would be glad of it. Peter S. Beagle lonely hero dream What use is magic if it can't save a unicorn? Peter S. Beagle unicorn magic use Envy nobody. It is the true secret of happiness, or at least the only one I know. (By Moonlight) Peter S. Beagle moonlight envy secret Marveling at his own boldness, he said softly, "I would enter your sleep if I could, and guard you there, and slay the thing that hounds you, as I would if it had the courage to face me in fair daylight. But I cannot come in unless you dream of me. Peter S. Beagle daylight dream sleep Love was generous precisely because it could never be immortal. Peter S. Beagle generous immortal He is a great enough magician to tap our most common nightmares, daydreams and twilight fancies, but he never invented them either: he found them a place to live, a green alternative to each day's madness here in a poisoned world. We are raised to honor all the wrong explorers and discoverers - thieves planting flags, murderers carrying crosses. Let us at last praise the colonizers of dreams. Peter S. Beagle twilight honor dream I feel a whole country growing inside me, thousands of years, millions of people, stupid, crazy, shrewd people, and all of them me. I never felt like that before, I never felt that there was anything inside me, even myself. Peter S. Beagle crazy stupid country I always say perseverance is nine-tenths of any art — not that it's much help to be nine-tenths an artist, of course. Peter S. Beagle perseverance nine art Her voice left a flavor of honey and gunpowder on the air. Peter S. Beagle gunpowder voice air Beyond the town, darker than dark, King Haggard's castle teetered like a lunatic on stilts. Peter S. Beagle castles kings dark For a moment she turned in a circle, staring at her hands, which she held high and useless, close to her breast. She bobbed and shambled like an ape doing a trick, and her face was the silly, bewildered face of a joker's victim. And yet she could make no move that was not beautiful. Her trapped terror was more lovely than any joy that Molly had ever seen, and that was the most terrible thing about it. Peter S. Beagle silly beautiful moving Whatever can die is beautiful — more beautiful than a unicorn, who lives forever, and who is the most beautiful creature in the world. Do you understand me? Peter S. Beagle forever beautiful world Unicorns are not to be forgiven." The magician felt himself growing giddy with jealousy, not only of the touch but of something like a secret that was moving between Molly and the unicorn. "Unicorns are for beginnings," he said, "for innocence and purity, for newness. Unicorns are for young girls." Molly was stroking the unicorn's throat as timidly as though she were blind. She dried her grimy tears on the white mane. "You don't know much about unicorns," she said. Peter S. Beagle girl white moving Never run from anything immortal. It attracts their attention. Peter S. Beagle serious running attention I am infected with life and will die of it in time. Peter S. Beagle dies Avicenna California...Museum of my twisted youth, vault of my dearest and most disgusting memories. Peter S. Beagle california memories museums But I still feel I waste a lot of time leaning on my elbow and thinking to myself, 'alright sucker, now what?' Peter S. Beagle elbows writing thinking What use is wizardry if it cannot save a Unicorn? Peter S. Beagle wizardry unicorn use The horns came riding in like the rainbow masts of silver ships. Peter S. Beagle horny riding rainbow Lir said, "It is my right. A hero is entitled to his happy ending, when it comes at last." But Schmendrick answered, "This is not the end, either for you or for her. Peter S. Beagle happy-endings lasts hero
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