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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.
Peter S. Beagle
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Peter S. Beagle
Age: 85
Born: 1939
Born: April 20
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Peter Soyer Beagle
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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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Her voice left a flavor of honey and gunpowder on the air.
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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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..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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Great heroes need great sorrows and burdens, or half their greatness goes unnoticed. It is all part of the fairy tale.
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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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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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The woman I loved died because I did not love her enough - what greater sin is there than that? (Uncle Chaim and Aunt Fifke and the Angel)
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Never run from anything immortal. It attracts their attention.
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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 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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How's the Angel of Death supposed to do his job with clipped wings?
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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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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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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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What use is magic if it can't save a unicorn?
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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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Ravens bring things to people. We're like that. It's our nature. We don't like it.
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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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It’s a rare man who is taken for what he truly is.
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