there never is a happy ending because nothing ever ends.

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.

No," he repeated, and this time the word tolled in another voice, a king's voice... whose grief was not for what he did not have, but for what he could not give.

She said, "I will go no farther." "There is no choice. We can only go on." The magician said again. "We can only go on.

Take me with you. For laughs, for luck, for the unknown. Take me with you.

They know these mornings well and love them desperately because they cannot last - these people who know that nothing lasts.

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