You Were The One Who Taught Me,"

My Son, Your Ineptitude Is So Vast, Your Incompetence So Profound, That I Am Certain You Are Inhabited By Greater Power Than I Have Ever Known.

The Lady Amalthea Beckoned, And The Cat Wriggled All Over, Like A Dog, But He Would Not Come Near... She Was Offering Her Open Palm To The Crook-eared Cat, But He Stayed Where He Was, Shivering With The Desire To Go To Her"...[later, Molly Asked The Cat] "why Were You Afraid To Let Her Touch You? I Saw You. You Were Afraid Of Her." "if She Had Touched Me," He Said Very Softly, "i Would Have Been Hers And Not My Own, Not Ever Again. I Wanted Her To Touch Me But I Could Not Let Her. No Cat Will... The Price Is More Than A Cat Can Pay.

The Unicorn Halted In Her Slow, Desperate Round Of The Cage, Realizing For The First Time That The Magician Understood Her Speech. He Smiled, And She Saw That His Face Was Frighteningly Young For A Grown Man-untraveled By Time, Unvisited By Grief Or Wisdom. "i Know You," He Said.

This Creature Is The Pooka. Pay No Mind To The Shape He Wears, For He’s None Of His Own, And No Soul Either. Ware Him Ever, Trust Him Never, But When The Wind’s Right He Has His Uses. Never Forget That You Will Never Know Him. The Pooka’s Mystery Even To The Pooka.

I Have Been Mortal, And Some Part Of Me Is Mortal Yet. I Am Full Of Tears And Hunger And The Fear Of Death, Although I Cannot Weep, And I Want Nothing, And I Cannot Die. I Am Not Like The Others Now, For No Unicorn Was Ever Born Who Could Regret, But I Do. I Regret.