If a man loved me, I would have talked myself into loving him, and I would have loved him very deeply after a while. Peter S. Beagle More Quotes by Peter S. Beagle More Quotes From Peter S. Beagle The moon was gone, but to the magician's eyes the unicorn was the moon, cold and white and very old, lighting his way to safety, or to madness. Peter S. Beagle eyemoonwhite - and you are truly human now. You can love, and fear, and forbid things to be what they are, and overact. Peter S. Beagle love-and-fearhumans I fear it, for her sake. It would mean that she too is a wanderer now, and that is a fate for human beings, not for unicorns. But I hope, of course I hope. Peter S. Beagle fatesakemean The woman I loved died because I did not love her enough - what greater sin is there than that?" (Uncle Chaim and Aunt Fifke and the Angel) Peter S. Beagle auntunclesangel How's the Angel of Death supposed to do his job with clipped wings? Peter S. Beagle angelwingsjobs What happened instead was that the tree fell in love with him and began to murmur fondly of the joy to be found in the eternal embrace of a red oak. "Always, always," it sighed, "faithful beyond any man's deserving. I will keep the color of your eyes when no other in the world remembers your name. There is no immortality but a tree's love. Peter S. Beagle coloreyemen Wisdom is finding joy in bewilderment Peter S. Beagle bewildermentfindingsjoy As for you and your heart and the things you said and didn't say, she will remember them all when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits. Peter S. Beagle heartmenbook The most professional curse ever snarled or croaked or thundered can have no effect on a pure heart. Peter S. Beagle curseeffectsheart But what I thought, and what I still think, and always will, is that she saw me. Nobody else has ever seen me — me, Jenny Gluckstein — like that. Not my parents, not Julian, not even Meena. Love is one thing — recognition is something else. Peter S. Beagle parentlove-isthinking All lives are composed of two basic elements," the squirrel said, "purpose and poetry. By being ourselves, squirrel and raven, we fulfill the first requirement, you in flight and I in my tree. But there is poetry in the meanest of lives, and if we leave it unsought we leave ourselves unrealized. A life without food, without shelter, without love, a life lived in the rain—this is nothing beside a life without poetry. Peter S. Beagle squirrelsravensrain The unicorn halted in her slow, desperate round of the cage, realizing for the first time that the magician understood her speech. He smiled, and she saw that his face was frighteningly young for a grown man-untraveled by time, unvisited by grief or wisdom. "I know you," he said. Peter S. Beagle speechgriefmen Sitting up all night would be pointless if somebody you loved wasn't sitting up with you, picking out music to play and helping you kill the bourbon. Walking by yourself in the rain is for college kids who think loneliness makes poets. Peter S. Beagle lonelinessrainkids The tune was wailing and mournful, almost flagrantly so, and the total effect was of a heartbroken piccolo being parted forever from its bagpipe lover. Peter S. Beagle bagpipesheartbrokenforever But I'm always dreaming, even when I'm awake; it is never finished." -the Lady Amalthea, from The Last Unicorn Peter S. Beagle unicornlastsdream But I must go on," said the Lady Amalthea, "for it is never finished. Even when I wake, I cannot tell what is real, and what I am dreaming as I move and speak and eat my dinner. I remember what cannot have happened, and forget something that is happening to me know. People look at me as though I should know them, and I do know them in the dream, and always the fire draws me nearer, though I am awake— Peter S. Beagle realdreammoving Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger, And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved. Peter S. Beagle strongmayway I love whom I love," Prince Lir repeated firmly. "You have no power over anything that matters. Peter S. Beagle matter The magician was studying her face with his green eyes. "Your face is wet," he said worriedly. "I hope that's spray. If you've become human enough to cry, then no magic in the world — oh, it must be spray. Come with me. It had better be spray. Peter S. Beagle magic-in-the-worldgreeneye Then what is magic for?" Prince Lír demanded wildly. "What use is wizardry if it cannot save a unicorn?" He gripped the magician's shoulder hard, to keep from falling. Schmedrick did not turn his head. With a touch of sad mockery in his voice, he said, "That's what heroes are for. Peter S. Beagle voiceherofall
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