All lives are composed of two basic elements," the squirrel said, "purpose and poetry. By being ourselves, squirrel and raven, we fulfill the first requirement, you in flight and I in my tree. But there is poetry in the meanest of lives, and if we leave it unsought we leave ourselves unrealized. A life without food, without shelter, without love, a life lived in the rainโthis is nothing beside a life without poetry.
Peter S. Beagle- and you are truly human now. You can love, and fear, and forbid things to be what they are, and overact.
Peter S. BeagleAvicenna California...Museum of my twisted youth, vault of my dearest and most disgusting memories.
Peter S. Beagle