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

What use is wizardry if it cannot save a Unicorn?

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.

- and you are truly human now. You can love, and fear, and forbid things to be what they are, and overact.

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

Only to a magician is the world forever fluid, infinitely mutable and eternally new. Only he knows the secret of change, only he knows truly that all things are crouched in eagerness to become something else, and it is from this universal tension that he draws his power.

I feel a whole country growing inside me, thousands of years, millions of people, stupid, crazy, shrewd people, and all of them me. I never felt like that before, I never felt that there was anything inside me, even myself.