Victoria

“But another sound followed them long after these had faded, followed them into morning on a strange road— the tiny, dry sound of a spider weeping.”
― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

“The unicorn was weary of human beings. Watching her companions as they slept, seeing the shadows of their dreams scurry over their faces, she would feel herself bending under the heaviness of knowing their names. Then she would run until morning to ease the ache: swifter than rain, swift as loss, racing to catch up with the time when she had known nothing at all but the sweetness of being herself.”
― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

“Kunsten er og blir lokkemat i et ekornhjul. Den kan aldri tilfredsstille et umettelig begjær. Men det kan ikke livet heller.”
― Tor Ulven

“Time takes it all, whether you want it to or not. Time takes it all, time bears it away, and in the end there is only darkness. Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometimes we lose them there again.”
― Stephen King, The Green Mile