Who has choices need not choose. We must, who have none. We can love but what we lose-- What is gone is gone.
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 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.
Peter S. Beagle