Stuff I found while looking for other stuff...

While looking for some old books for a friend, I chanced upon my copy of The Last Unicorn (one of my favorite books of all time). Grabe nostalgia.

here's an excerpt:

"Do you know what I am, butterfly?" the unicorn asked hopefully, and he replied, "Excellent well, you're a fishmonger. You're my everything, you are my sunshine, you are old and gray and full of sleep, you're my pickle-face, consumptive Mary Jane." He paused, fluttering his wings against the wind, and added conversationally, "Your name is a golden bell hung in my heart. I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name."


-good stuff.