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"Unicorns," I said. "Very dangerous. You go first."
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humor
unicorns
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Jim Butcher |
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Unicorns are immortal. It is their nature to live alone in one place: usually a forest where there is a pool clear enough for them to see themselves-for they are a little vain, knowing themselves to be the most beautiful creatures in all the world, and magic besides. They mate very rarely, and no place is more enchanted than one where a unicorn has been born. The last time she had seen another unicorn the young virgins who still came seeking her now and then had called to her in a different tongue; but then, she had no idea of months and years and centuries, or even of seasons. It was always spring in her forest, because she lived there, and she wandered all day among the great beech trees, keeping watch over the animals that lived in the ground and under bushes, in nests and caves, earths and treetops. Generation after generation, wolves and rabbits alike, they hunted and loved and had children and died, and as the unicorn did none of these things, she never grew tired of watching them.
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animals
beautiful
born
enchanted
forest
magic
mate
nature
pool
spring
time
unicorn
unicorns
vain
virgins
watching
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Peter S. Beagle |
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f7fe1ca
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We were born in the '70s, back when twins were rare, a bit magical: cousins of the unicorn, siblings of the elves.
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elves
family
love
magic
old-fashioned
rare
siblings
superstition
the-70s
the-seventies
twins
unicorn
unicorns
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Gillian Flynn |
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Stars were golden unicorns neighing unheard through blue meadows.
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unicorns
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William Faulkner |
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"But is the unicorn a falsehood? It's the sweetest of animals and a noble symbol. It stands for Christ and for chastity; it can be captured only by setting a virgin in the forest, so that the animal, catching her most chaste odor, will go and lay its head in her lap, offering itself as prey to the hunters' snares." "So it is said, Adso. But many tend to believe that it's a fable, an invention of the pagans." "What a disappointment," I said. "I would have liked to encounter one, crossing a wood. Otherwise what's the pleasure of crossing a wood?"
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fables
mythology
religion
symbolism
unicorns
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Umberto Eco |
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All around Molly there flowed and flowered a light as impossible as snow set afire, while thousands of cloven hooves sang by like cymbals. She stood very still, neither weeping nor laughing, for her joy was too great for her body to understand.
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unicorns
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Peter S. Beagle |
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From that first moment of doubt, there was no peace for her; from the time she first imagined leaving her forest, she could not stand in one place without wanting to be somewhere else. She trotted up and down beside her pool, restless and unhappy. Unicorns are not meant to make choices. She said no, and yes, and no again, day and night, and for the first time she began to feel the minutes crawling over her like worms.
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forest
leaving
peace
restless
restlessness
time
unhappy
unicorn
unicorns
wanting
worms
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Peter S. Beagle |
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I suppose I could understand it if men had simply forgotten unicorns, or if they had changed so that they hated all unicorns now and tried to kill them when they saw them. But not to see them at all, to look at them and see something else-what do they look like to one another, then? What do trees look like to them, or houses, or real horses, or their own children?
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forget
forgetting
forgotten
hate
kill
men
unicorns
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Peter S. Beagle |
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455b3ec
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He knew what she wanted, and he wanted it, too; he was ready, but not, despite her gorgeousness, with Tiglah. Tiglah was not worth losing his ability to touch a unicorn.
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sex
unicorns
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Madeleine L'Engle |
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[The unicorn] sighed and plodded on, both amused and disappointed. It serves you right, she told herself. You know better than to expect a butterfly to know your name. All they know are songs and poetry, and anything else they hear. They mean well, but they can't keep things straight. And why should they, they die so soon.
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poetry
songs
unicorns
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Peter S. Beagle |
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That is exactly what heroes are for. Wizards make no difference, so they say that nothing does, but heroes are meant to die for unicorns.
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unicorns
wizardry
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Peter S. Beagle |
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"I didn't know unicorns had names," I said. "I didn't know they ever loved people." "They don't. Only this one." He turned and walked away swiftly, saying over his shoulder, "Her name was Amalthea."
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unicorns
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Peter S. Beagle |
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9dbf411
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Unicorns practically breathed magic. He was to a horse what a horse was to a pig. Four tiny cloven hooves shone like burnished silver, slender legs as graceful as an antelope's led to a slender body, a delicate neck with an arch like the stem of a lily-blossom and a head like the blossom itself, crowned with that glorious pearly horn. And the eyes- big golden-brown eyes you could fall into and never come out of- 'It's a male Unicorn, Andie.' Her brain prompted her with that information. 'Male Unicorns are attracted to female virgins, female Unicorns are attracted to male virgins.
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unicorns
virgins
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Mercedes Lackey |
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Magical, unbelievably magical, Unicorns practically breathed magic. He was to a horse what a horse was to a pig. Four tiny cloven hooves shone like burnished silver, slender legs as graceful as an antelope's led to a slender body, a delicate neck with an arch like the stem of a lily-blossom and a head like the blossom itself, crowned with that glorious pearly horn. And the eyes- big golden-brown eyes you could fall into and never come out of- 'It's a male Unicorn, Andie.' Her brain prompted her with that information. 'Male Unicorns are attracted to female virgins, female Unicorns are attracted to male virgins.
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unicorns
virgins
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Mercedes Lackey |