There Never Is A Happy Ending Because

We Are Raised To Honor All The Wrong Explorers And Discoverers Thieves Planting Flags, Murderers Carrying Crosses. Let Us At Last Praise The Colonizers Of Dreams.

Sing To Me," She Said. "that Would Be Valiant, To Raise Your Voice In This Dark, Lonely Place, And It Will Be Useful As Well. Sing To Me, Sing Loudly-drown Out My Dreams, Keep Me From Remembering Whatever Wants Me To Remember It. Sing To Me, My Lord Prince, If It Please You. It May Not Seem A Hero's Task, But I Would Be Glad Of It.

What Is Plucked Will Grow Again, What Is Slain Lives On, What Is Stolen Will Remain-- What Is Gone Is Gone.

But I'm Always Dreaming, Even When I'm Awake; It Is Never Finished." -the Lady Amalthea, From The Last Unicorn

- And You Are Truly Human Now. You Can Love, And Fear, And Forbid Things To Be What They Are, And Overact.