“Are you sure this is a good idea?' whispered the unicorn.'No,' said Rupert. 'But it's our best chance to find a dragon.''Frankly, that doesn't strike me as such a hot idea either,' muttered the unicorn.”

“My words and my ideas are my property, and I’ll keep and protect them as surely as I do my stable of unicorns.”

“You really saw some?" Liz said an hour later. Sure, we had the stereo blaring and the shower running, but Liz still whispered, "They really...exist?" "Liz," I whispered back, "they're not unicorns." "No," Bex said flatly, "they're boys. And they're...good.”

“This isn’t a good idea,” I whispered, watching his lips come toward me. “This is a fucking great idea,” he muttered. Then he kissed me.”

“Have you seen a unicorn in the woods?""I imagine that's next," Jared muttered."Right," said Holly. "Well. If the unicorn is pink, about two feet tall, with a sparkly mane, we'll know my imaginary friend is real too.”

“Would you believe it's harder to find a virgin than a unicorn in New York?”