My son, your ineptitude is so vast, your incompetence so profound, that I am certain you are inhabited by greater power than I have ever known.
Peter S. BeagleWhat do men know? Because they have seen no unicorns for a while does not mean we have all vanished.
Peter S. BeagleEnvy nobody. It is the true secret of happiness, or at least the only one I know. (By Moonlight)
Peter S. BeagleI know how to live here, I know how everything smells, and tastes, and is. What could I ever search for in the world, except this again?
Peter S. BeagleAll lives are composed of two basic elements," the squirrel said, "purpose and poetry. By being ourselves, squirrel and raven, we fulfill the first requirement, you in flight and I in my tree. But there is poetry in the meanest of lives, and if we leave it unsought we leave ourselves unrealized. A life without food, without shelter, without love, a life lived in the rainโthis is nothing beside a life without poetry.
Peter S. Beagle