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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
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Peter S. Beagle
Age: 85
Born: 1939
Born: April 20
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...no cat out of its first fur can ever be deceived by appearances. Unlike human beings, who enjoy them.
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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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But I'm always dreaming, even when I'm awake it is never finished. -the Lady Amalthea, from The Last Unicorn
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Unicorns are immortal. It is their nature to live alone in one place: usually a forest where there is a pool clear enough for them to see themselves -- for they are a little vain, knowing themselves to be the most beautiful.
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I always say perseverance is nine-tenths of any art — not that it's much help to be nine-tenths an artist, of course.
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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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I know how to live here, I know how everything smells, and tastes, and is. What could I ever search for in the world, except this again?
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The most professional curse ever snarled or croaked or thundered can have no effect on a pure heart.
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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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Ravens bring things to people. We're like that. It's our nature. We don't like it.
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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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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 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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Never run from anything immortal. It attracts their attention.
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Beyond the town, darker than dark, King Haggard's castle teetered like a lunatic on stilts.
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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.
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