Envy nobody. It is the true secret of happiness, or at least the only one I know. (By Moonlight)
Peter S. BeagleNo," 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.
Peter S. BeagleAvicenna California...Museum of my twisted youth, vault of my dearest and most disgusting memories.
Peter S. BeagleDon't be afraid. Don't be afraid of anything. Whatever you have been, you are mine now. I can hold you.
Peter S. Beagle