"His firstling Bull has majesty. And his horns are the horns of a wild ox. With them he shall push the unicorns, all
of them, to the ends of the earth. Listen. Listen quickly!"
~Butterfly~
"No, no, listen, don't listen to me, listen." ~Butterfly~
"Then what is magic for? What use is wizardry if it cannot save a unicorn?"
~Shmendrick~
The Unicorn spoke quietly to him. "You are a true wizard now, as you always wished. Does it make you happy?"
"Well," said Schmendrick slowly, "Men don't always know when they're happy but, I...I think so."
