Men have to have heroes, but no man can ever be as big as the need, and so a legend grows around… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Great heroes need great sorrows and burdens, or half their greatness goes unnoticed. It is all part of the fairy tale. — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Who has choices need not choose. We must, who have none. We can love but what we lose-- What is gone is… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
song of elli (old age) "What is plucked will grow again, What is slain lives on, What is stolen will remain What… — 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
