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How's the Angel of Death supposed to do his job with clipped wings?

Peter S. Beagle

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Peter S. Beagle
Age: 85
Born: 1939
Born: April 20
Author
Novelist
Screenwriter
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Manhattan borough
New York City
Peter Soyer Beagle
Wings
Angel
Supposed
Jobs
Death
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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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..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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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.
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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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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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Ravens bring things to people. We're like that. It's our nature. We don't like it.
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I am what I am. I would tell you what you want to know if I could, for you have been kind to me. But I am a cat, and no cat anywhere ever gave anyone a straight answer.
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Never run from anything immortal. It attracts their attention.
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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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They know these mornings well and love them desperately because they cannot last - these people who know that nothing lasts.
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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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...but the enchantment of error that you put on me I must wear forever in your eyes.
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The horns came riding in like the rainbow masts of silver ships.
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If a man loved me, I would have talked myself into loving him, and I would have loved him very deeply after a while.
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It’s a rare man who is taken for what he truly is.
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My son, your ineptitude is so vast, your incompetence so profound, that I am certain you are inhabited by greater power than I have ever known.
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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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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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Envy nobody. It is the true secret of happiness, or at least the only one I know. (By Moonlight)
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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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