But what I thought, and what I still think, and always will, is that she saw me. Nobody else has ever seen me โ me, Jenny Gluckstein โ like that. Not my parents, not Julian, not even Meena. Love is one thing โ recognition is something else.
Peter S. BeagleThey know these mornings well and love them desperately because they cannot last - these people who know that nothing lasts.
Peter S. BeagleI am no king, and I am no lord, And I am no soldier at-arms," said he. "I'm none but a harper, and a very poor harper, That am come hither to wed with ye." "If you were a lord, you should be my lord, And the same if you were a thief," said she. "And if you are a harper, you shall be my harper, For it makes no matter to me, to me, For it makes no matter to me." "But what if it prove that I am no harper? That I lied for your love most monstrously?" "Why, then I'll teach you to play and sing, For I dearly love a good harp," said she.
Peter S. Beagle...no cat out of its first fur can ever be deceived by appearances. Unlike human beings, who enjoy them.
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