The Thirteenth Unicorn Quotes

“Well, we have a saying where we come from," said Louise. "Curiosity killed the cat." "And satisfaction brought him back," Been added.”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“Curiosity killed the cat.” “And satisfaction brought him back,”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“just a little above the window sill and slightly to the”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“May”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“Bantam”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“upon”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“THE END”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“Guys!  Lay him down flat on his back; it may not be too late to save him.”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“imperceptible, began to emanate from deep below the plain and then the ground beneath the old mans weathered boots began to shake, slowly at first, but quickly building into a crescendo that forced him to grasp his staff with both hands and lean heavily upon it to keep from falling.”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“These black holes were entrances to tunnels that traversed through space and time.”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“The big man through back his head”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“wiping here eyes”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“Hob at once began to dance and sing, “Ding-dong the witch is dead!  Which old witch?  The wicked witch.  Ding-dong the wicked witch is dead!” “What is the matter with Hob?” Amos whispered to Gabriel.  “Did the witch cast a spell upon him?”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“steadied”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“shaggy”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“Gabriel was halfway to the unicorn,”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“A mischievous breeze entered the front window and danced merrily around the room, teasing the scrolls and dusty old tomes before leaping out the back window and speeding across the meadow. ”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn

“The small cottage seemed to crouch beneath the oak trees that stood about it like tired old sentries with their great shaggy limbs hanging protectively about the sides.”
― W.D. Newman, The Thirteenth Unicorn