Real magic can never be made by offering someone else's liver. You must tear out your own, and not expect to get it back.
Peter S. Beagle...but the enchantment of error that you put on me I must wear forever in your eyes.
Peter S. BeagleWhat do men know? Because they have seen no unicorns for a while does not mean we have all vanished.
Peter S. Beagle...no cat out of its first fur can ever be deceived by appearances. Unlike human beings, who enjoy them.
Peter S. BeagleFor a moment she turned in a circle, staring at her hands, which she held high and useless, close to her breast. She bobbed and shambled like an ape doing a trick, and her face was the silly, bewildered face of a joker's victim. And yet she could make no move that was not beautiful. Her trapped terror was more lovely than any joy that Molly had ever seen, and that was the most terrible thing about it.
Peter S. Beagle