What Do Men Know? Because They Have

Envy Nobody. It Is The True Secret Of Happiness, Or At Least The Only One I Know. (by Moonlight)

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.

I Suppose I Could Understand It If Men Had Simply Forgotten Unicorns, But Not To See Them At All, To Look At Them And See Something Else — What Do They Look To One Another, Then? What Do Trees Look Like To Them, Or Houses, Or Real Horses, Or Their Own Children?

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.

Unicorns Are Not To Be Forgiven." The Magician Felt Himself Growing Giddy With Jealousy, Not Only Of The Touch But Of Something Like A Secret That Was Moving Between Molly And The Unicorn. "unicorns Are For Beginnings," He Said, "for Innocence And Purity, For Newness. Unicorns Are For Young Girls." Molly Was Stroking The Unicorn's Throat As Timidly As Though She Were Blind. She Dried Her Grimy Tears On The White Mane. "you Don't Know Much About Unicorns," She Said.