Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger, And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved.

Her voice left a flavor of honey and gunpowder on the air.

If a man loved me, I would have talked myself into loving him, and I would have loved him very deeply after a while.

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.

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.

The horns came riding in like the rainbow masts of silver ships.

As for you and your heart and the things you said and didn't say, she will remember them all when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits.