There are honest people in the world, but only because the devil considers their asking prices ridiculous.

Sitting up all night would be pointless if somebody you loved wasn't sitting up with you, picking out music to play and helping you kill the bourbon. Walking by yourself in the rain is for college kids who think loneliness makes poets.

The last unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone.

He thought, or said, or sang, I did not know that I was so empty, to be so full.

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.

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.

This creature is the Pooka. Pay no mind to the shape he wears, for he’s none of his own, and no soul either. Ware him ever, trust him never, but when the wind’s right he has his uses. Never forget that you will never know him. The Pooka’s mystery even to the Pooka.