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

Peter S. Beagle

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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
Voice
Left
Gunpowder
Flavor
Honey
Air

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A rhinoceros is as ugly as a human being, and it too is going to die, but at least it never thinks that it is beautiful.
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- and you are truly human now. You can love, and fear, and forbid things to be what they are, and overact.
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Ah. My story. Are you certain you wish to hear it? It is long, unlikely, and remarkably unedifying -- shameful, even, to come from a minister's lips. Blasphemous, too, properly regarded.
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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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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.
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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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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.
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The horns came riding in like the rainbow masts of silver ships.
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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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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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The Unicorn Sonata... tells us that our true home is often right around the corner, if we'd only open our eyes - and our ears - to find it.
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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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Sparrows and cats will live in my shoe, Sooner than I will live with you. Fish will come walking out of the sea, Sooner than you will come back to me.
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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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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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How's the Angel of Death supposed to do his job with clipped wings?
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...but the enchantment of error that you put on me I must wear forever in your eyes.
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I am infected with life and will die of it in time.
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