This creature is the Pooka. Pay no mind to the shape he wears, for he’s none of his own, and no soul… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
But I must go on," said the Lady Amalthea, "for it is never finished. Even when I wake, I cannot tell what… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Her face was a stranger’s face, which was as it should be. Love each other from the day we are born to… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
As for you and your heart and the things you said and didn't say, she will remember them all when men are… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“I suppose I could understand it if men had simply forgotten unicorns, or if they had changed so that they hated all… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“Forget it, Jonathan, and go back to sleep. And before you go to sleep, pray that no well-meaning god ever makes you… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
...because in a way it happened to someone else. I don't really speak that person's language anymore, and when I think about… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Your name is a golden bell hung in my heart. I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name. — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Farewell,' she said. 'I hope you hear many more songs' - which was the best way she could think of to say good-bye to… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
He is a great enough magician to tap our most common nightmares, daydreams and twilight fancies, but he never invented them either: he found… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“...and it's not my place to chase around after you, fixing stuff. What I know's what I know, and it don't include putting the… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
The most professional curse ever snarled or croaked or thundered can have no effect on a pure heart. — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“The baloney weighed the raven down, and the shopkeeper almost caught him as he whisked out the delicatessen door.” — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Men have to have heroes, but no man can ever be as big as the need, and so a legend grows around a grain… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Heroes know that things must happen when it is time for them to happen. A quest may not simply be abandoned; unicorns may go… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
The Lady Amalthea beckoned, and the cat wriggled all over, like a dog, but he would not come near... She was offering her open… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“Where have you been?" she cried. "Damn you, where have you been?" She took a few steps toward Schmendrick, but she was looking beyond… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Unicorns are not to be forgiven." The magician felt himself growing giddy with jealousy, not only of the touch but of something like a… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
The magician stood erect, menacing the attackers with demons, metamorphoses, paralyzing ailments, and secret judo holds. Molly picked up a rock. — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
You pile of stones, you waste, you desolation, I'll stuff you with misery till it comes out of your eyes. I'll change your heart… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image