Anne Morrow Lindbergh Quotes

...no place is more enchanted than where a unicorn has been born.

These are characters in a fairy tale for grown-ups. Wouldn't it be lovely? Yes.

When I was a child, I wanted to be... a fairy. I still do, really, except that now I've now graduated to wanting to be a pixie.

If you are watching a fairy tale, that's why you go to fairy tales: you want these uncomplicated stories and uncomplicated characters. But if it's meant to be real life, you want there to be some reflection of your experience and have something you can hook into.

The circus allows one to be logical and unreal at the same time. In the circus, all is possible: there can be a man with two heads or a character with a green face.

I love whimsical things and forests. I'm really into all that.

If I wasn't a singer, I would be a fairy princess.

I'm, like, a tiny musical theater fairy.

I live in a wonderful world of make-believe. A world of Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire. A world of Winnie the Pooh and Edward Bear. Things like that. Wonderful things. Funny things.

Two forces create eternity - a fairy tale and a dream from the fairy tale.

The last unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone.

Neverland is the way I would like real life to be ... timeless, free, mischievous, filled with gaiety, tenderness, and magic.

I want to be magic. I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile. I want to be a friend of elves and live in a tree. Or under a hill. I want to marry a moonbeam and hear the stars sing. I don't want to pretend at magic anymore. I want to be magic.

I don't want realism. I want magic!

Like stepping into a fairy tale under a curtain of stars.

Because she was a princess she had a pegasus.

The unicorn is a mythical beast.

We are all fairies living underneath a leaf of a lily pad.

With the truth so dull and depressing, the only working alternative is wild bursts of madness and filigree.

The moon was gone, but to the magician's eyes the unicorn was the moon, cold and white and very old, lighting his way to safety, or to madness.

But wishes are only granted in fairy tales.

I'm the Beast. You're the Beauty," he said. "It's all a story, isn't it?

The FlowersAll the names I know from nurse:Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse,Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,And the Lady Hollyhock.Fairy places, fairy things,Fairy woods where the wild bee wings,Tiny trees for tiny dames-These must all be fairy names!Tiny woods below whose boughsShady fairies weave a house;Tiny tree-tops, rose or thyme,Where the braver fairies climb!Fair are grown-up people's trees,But the fairest woods are these;Where, if I were not so tall,I should live for good and all

It would have been nice to have had unicorns.