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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
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New York City
Peter Soyer Beagle
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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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Real magic can never be made by offering someone else's liver. You must tear out your own, and not expect to get it back.
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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 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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...no cat out of its first fur can ever be deceived by appearances. Unlike human beings, who enjoy them.
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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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Men have to have heroes, but no man can ever be as big as the need, and so a legend grows around a grain of truth, like a pearl.
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Never run from anything immortal. It attracts their attention.
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You have to be very deep to be dead, he thought, and I'm not. He began to have some concept of forever, and his mind shivered as his body had when he had wakened in the cold nights and thrust his hands between his thighs to keep warm. It will be a long night, he thought.
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There are no happy endings, because nothing ends.
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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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