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Her voice left a flavor of honey and gunpowder on the air.

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Peter S. Beagle
Age: 85
Born: 1939
Born: April 20
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Manhattan borough
New York City
Peter Soyer Beagle
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Gunpowder
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Honey
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She said, I will go no farther. There is no choice. We can only go on. The magician said again. We can only go on.
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You were the one who taught me, he said. I never looked at you without seeing the sweetness of the way the world goes together, or without sorrow for its spoiling. I became a hero to serve you, and all that is like you.
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Heroes know that things must happen when it is time for them to happen. A quest may not simply be abandoned unicorns may go unrescued for a long time, but not forever a happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story.
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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.
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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.
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They know these mornings well and love them desperately because they cannot last - these people who know that nothing lasts.
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There are honest people in the world, but only because the devil considers their asking prices ridiculous.
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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.
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The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, though she did not know it, and she was no longer the careless color of sea foam but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night. But her eyes were still clear and unwearied, and she still moved like a shadow on the sea.
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Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger, And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved.
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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.
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But I still feel I waste a lot of time leaning on my elbow and thinking to myself, 'alright sucker, now what?'
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If she had touched me, he said very softly, I would have been hers and not my own, not ever again. I wanted her to touch me but I could not let her. No cat will. We let human beings caress us because it is pleasant enough and calms them - but not her. The price is more than a cat can pay.
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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.
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What is plucked will grow again, What is slain lives on, What is stolen will remain-- What is gone is gone.
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The true secret in being a hero lies in knowing the order of things...Things must happen when it is time for them to happen.
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What do men know? Because they have seen no unicorns for a while does not mean we have all vanished.
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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.
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..no meal is good enough to justify all the money and effort wasted in preparing it. It is an illusion and an expense. Live as I do, undeceived.
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I love whom I love, Prince Lir repeated firmly. You have no power over anything that matters.
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