All alone Quote by Peter S. Beagle Download Open image “The last unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone.” — Peter S. Beagle ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare All alone Last Unicorn Lasts Lilac Unicorn Woods
The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, though she did not know it, and she… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“Unicorns are immortal. It is their nature to live alone in one place: usually a forest where there is a pool clear enough for… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Unicorns are immortal. It is their nature to live alone in one place: usually a forest where there is a pool clear enough for… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“From that first moment of doubt, there was no peace for her; from the time she first imagined leaving her forest, she could not… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
Wherever they may have come from, and wherever they may have gone, unicorns live inside the true believer's heart. Which means as long as… — Bruce Coville Copy Share Image
“Schmendrick said, "She is the last. She is the last unicorn in the world." "She would be." Molly sniffed. "It would be the last… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“Ula thought that unicorns might sleep in grassy glades with ferns for covering. In summer they might lie on a lawn. We walked round… — Ursula Holden Copy Share Image
The unicorn was white, with hoofs of silver and graceful horn of pearl... The glorious thing about him was his eye. There was a faint bluish furrow down each side of his nose, and this led to the eye sockets, and surrounded them in a pensive shade. The eyes, circled by this sad and beautiful darkness, were so sorrowful, lonely,… — T. H. White Copy Share
“The Unicorn's eye happened to fall upon Alice: he turned round rather instantly, and stood for some time looking at her with an air… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
How can it be?" she wondered. "I suppose I could understand it if men had simply forgotten unicorns(…) But not to see them at… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“There was no moonlight between the trees, but the unicorn glimmered and shone with a pale light, like the moon, while the girl herself… — Neil Gaiman 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 them a place to live, a green alternative to each day's madness here in a poisoned world. We are raised to honor all the wrong explorers and discoverers - thieves planting flags, murderers carrying crosses. Let… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share
“...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 world back the way it out to be. It's too late for that. Way too late for heroes, champions, miracles. Don't matter what our heritage was maybe meant for - your side got hold of it… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share
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 palm to the crook-eared cat, but he stayed where he was, shivering with the desire to go to her"...[later, Molly asked the cat] "Why were you afraid to let her touch you? I saw you. You… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share
“Where have you been?" she cried. "Damn you, where have you been?" She took a few steps toward Schmendrick, but she was looking beyond him, at the unicorn. When she tried to get by, the magician stood in her way. "You don't talk like that," he told her, still uncertain that Molly had recognized the unicorn. "Don't you know how… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share
I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love, and I have to use the self service pump. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Memory. All alone in the moonlight I can smile at the old days I was beautiful then. — Trevor Nunn Copy Share Image
You staying home all alone on New Year's Eve? Unthinkable. Take my advice the countdown should be shared with someone, or it's just another… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In Prison Wearily, drearily, Half the day long, Flap the great banners High over the stone; Strangely and eerily Sounds the wind's song, Bending the banner-poles. While, all alone, Watching the loophole's spark, Lie I, with life all dark, Feet tethered, hands fettered Fast to the stone, The grim walls, square lettered With prisoned men's groan. Still strain the banner-poles… — William Morris Copy Share
Those struggling with life-threatening thoughts do not feel connected to others. They feel all alone- even alone in the midst of a crowd. — June Hunt Copy Share Image
Who will cry for the little boy, lost and all alone? Who will cry for the little boy, abandoned without his own? Who will… — Antwone Fisher Copy Share Image
There's much more. There's all that goes beyond – all ... that is Elsewhere – and all that goes back, and back, and back.… — Lois Lowry Copy Share Image
I crawled back into myself all alone, just delighted to observe that I was even more miserable than before, because I had brought a… — Louis-Ferdinand Celine Copy Share Image
His thumb went back and forth over the satin, as if he were rubbing her hip as he had when they’d been together, and he moved his leg over so that it was on top of the skirting. It wasn’t the same, though. There was no body underneath, and the fabric smelled like lemons, not her skin. And he was,… — J.R. Ward Copy Share
Doubt is a central factor all the time. There's always the doubt: What the hell am I doing out here in the middle of… — Neil Welliver Copy Share Image
The stories never said why she was wicked. It was enough to be an old woman, enough to be all alone, enough to look… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
And I have the others in me. Even when I’m far away from them, I am forced to live with them. Even when I’m… — Fernando Pessoa Copy Share Image
