Peter S. Beagle Quotes - Page 3

...because in a way it happened to someone else. I don't really speak that person's language anymore, and when I think about her, she embarrasses me sometimes, but I don't want to forget her, I don't want to pretend she never existed. So before I start forgetting, I have to get down exactly who she was, and exactly how she felt about everything. She was me a lot longer than I've been me so far.

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.

And what good is it to me that you're here now? Where where you twenty years ago, ten years ago? How dare you, how dare you come to me now, when I am this?

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.

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.

Unicorn. Old French, unicorne. Latin, unicornis. Literally, one-horned: unus, one and cornu,a horn. A fabulous animal resembling a horse with one horn.

there never is a happy ending because nothing ever ends.

What is plucked will grow again, What is slain lives on, What is stolen will remain-- What is gone is gone.

I am a king's daughter, And if I cared to care, The moon that has no mistress Would flutter in my hair. No one dares to cherish What I choose to crave. Never have I hungered, For that I did not have I am a kings daughter, And I grow old within The prison of my person, The shackles of my skin. And I would run away And beg from door to door, Just to see your shadow Once, and never more.

Farewell,' she said. 'I hope you hear many more songs' - which was the best way she could think of to say good-bye to a butterfly.

The true secret in being a hero lies in knowing the order of things...Things must happen when it is time for them to happen.

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.

What use is wizardry if it cannot save a Unicorn?

Avicenna California...Museum of my twisted youth, vault of my dearest and most disgusting memories.

The horns came riding in like the rainbow masts of silver ships.

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?

Envy nobody. It is the true secret of happiness, or at least the only one I know. (By Moonlight)

But I still feel I waste a lot of time leaning on my elbow and thinking to myself, 'alright sucker, now what?'

Whatever can die is beautiful — more beautiful than a unicorn, who lives forever, and who is the most beautiful creature in the world. Do you understand me?

Beyond the town, darker than dark, King Haggard's castle teetered like a lunatic on stilts.

I always say perseverance is nine-tenths of any art — not that it's much help to be nine-tenths an artist, of course.

Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger, And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved.

He had never missed God or the hope of heaven, but he had dearly wanted confession to rest his mind, Communion to let him touch something beyond Father Krone's dry, shaky hand, and holy water to taste like starlight.

The most professional curse ever snarled or croaked or thundered can have no effect on a pure heart.

I have been mortal, and some part of me is mortal yet. I am full of tears and hunger and the fear of death, although I cannot weep, and I want nothing, and I cannot die. I am not like the others now, for no unicorn was ever born who could regret, but I do. I regret.