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Peter S. Beagle Quotes

Peter S. Beagle quotes

American Author April 20, 1939

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No," he repeated, and this time the word tolled in another voice, a king's voice... whose grief was not for what he did not have, but for what he could not give. Peter S. Beagle
Peter S. Beagle quote: "A Clock is not time; it's numbers and springs. Pay it no mind."
A Clock is not time; it's numbers and springs. Pay it no mind. Peter S. Beagle
Peter S. Beagle quote: "Ravens bring things to people. We're like that. It's our..."
Ravens bring things to people. We're like that. It's our nature. We don't like it. Peter S. Beagle
I fear it, for her sake. It would mean that she too is a wanderer now, and that is a fate for human beings, not for unicorns. But I hope, of course I hope. Peter S. Beagle
...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 first, and you won long ago. No undoing that, Esau, I ain't fool enough to think otherwise. I'm still sorry for you, but I know your side's won, this side of the grave. Peter S. Beagle
He felt as if he had told a joke and they had missed the punchline and were leaning to him, wating for the kicker, the all-illuminating kicker that is found only in jokes; or as if someone had asked, "How you doing?" and the spring-and-strap arrangement in him had rusted and broken and he would never again be able to answer perfunctory questions the way other people did. Peter S. Beagle
It's like dinosaurs. We can put them back together perfectly, bone for bone, but we don't know what they smelled like, what kind of sounds they made, or how big they really looked standing in the grass under all those fossil fern trees. Even the sunlight must have been different, and the wind. What can bones tell you about a kind of wind that doesn't blow anymore? Peter S. Beagle
Peter S. Beagle quote: "I was one of the haves, and one of the secrets of being a have..."
...I was one of the haves, and one of the secrets of being a have is not wasting your time on empathy. Peter S. Beagle
Peter S. Beagle quote: "She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books..."
She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits. Peter S. Beagle
You don't have to believe in Hell. All you need is to hear someone who really does, who believes in it this minute, today, the way people believe in 1685? all you have to do is see his face, his voice when he says the word... and than you know that anyone who can imagine Hell has the power to make it real for other people. Peter S. Beagle
Peter S. Beagle quote: "The last unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone."
The last unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. Peter S. Beagle
And what good is it to me that you're here now? Where where you twenty years ago, ten years ago? How dare you, how dare you come to me now, when I am this? Peter S. Beagle
If he had even blinked, she would have been gone; but he did not blink, and he held her, as he had learned to hold griffins and chimeras motionless with his steady gaze. Her bare feet wounded him deeper than any tusk or riving talon ever had, but he was a true hero. Peter S. Beagle
I feel a whole country growing inside me, thousands of years, millions of people, stupid, crazy, shrewd people, and all of them me. I never felt like that before, I never felt that there was anything inside me, even myself. Peter S. Beagle
But the Lady Amalthea and Prince Lir walked and spoke and sang together as blithely as though King Haggard's castle had become a green wood, wild and shadowy with spring. They climbed the crooked towers like hills, picnicked in stone meadows under a stone sky, and splashed up and down stairways that had softened and quickened into streams. Peter S. Beagle

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