The most professional curse ever snarled or croaked or thundered can have no effect on a pure heart.
Peter S. BeagleSing to me," she said. "That would be valiant, to raise your voice in this dark, lonely place, and it will be useful as well. Sing to me, sing loudly-drown out my dreams, keep me from remembering whatever wants me to remember it. Sing to me, my lord prince, if it please you. It may not seem a hero's task, but I would be glad of it.
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. Beagle