...but the enchantment of error that you put on me I must wear forever in your eyes.

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.

I am infected with life and will die of it in time.

You pile of stones, you waste, you desolation, I'll stuff you with misery till it comes out of your eyes. I'll change your heart into green grass, and all you love into a sheep. I'll turn you into a bad poet with dreams.

I love whom I love," Prince Lir repeated firmly. "You have no power over anything that matters.

Ravens bring things to people. We're like that. It's our nature. We don't like it.

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