What Use Is Wizardry If It Cannot

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.

...no Place Is More Enchanted Than Where A Unicorn Has Been Born.

I'll Tell You Something. Once I Was Very Fond Of A Poem By Emily Dickinson Or Somebody. I Only Remember One Line Of It, But It Goes, 'the Soul Selects Her Own Society.' I Used To Tell It To Everybody. Once I Quoted It To A Friend Of Mine, And He Said, 'maybe, But The Body Gets Thrown Into Bed With The Goddamnedest People.

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.

The Last Unicorn Lived In A Lilac Wood, And She Lived All Alone.