"Then she would run until morning to ease the ache..."

"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..."

I have decided that The Last Unicorn is one of my favorite books in the world, right up there with A Wrinkle in Time and The Chronicles of Narnia.

Just sayin'.


"That's different. Haggard and Lir and Drinn and you and I -- we are in a fairy tale, and must go where it goes. But she is real. She is real."

"It'll all end in tears..."

I had an epiphany today.
I have 4 months left to read approximately 20 books. :P


Small assignments... hit 30 first. Then 35. That's how it's done; a bit at a time.

Anyway.

Wuthering Heights was a glad I read it/most likely never will again sort of book. Just... weird. (Okay, maybe I will read it again, and enjoy it more, but not for a while.)

Now on to The Princess Bride. I was literally thinking that I should buy it soon, when I was going through things and discovered I did indeed have a copy. Sweet! It's fun... every bit as fun as the movie. And thank God for William Goldman's "good parts" version... 56 pages of people packing and unpacking is just a little bit overkill, I'd say. The little asides from Goldman make me glad I'm not reading the original. :)