Your Name Is A Golden Bell Hung

The Lady Amalthea Beckoned, And The Cat Wriggled All Over, Like A Dog, But He Would Not Come Near... She Was Offering Her Open Palm To The Crook-eared Cat, But He Stayed Where He Was, Shivering With The Desire To Go To Her"...[later, Molly Asked The Cat] "why Were You Afraid To Let Her Touch You? I Saw You. You Were Afraid Of Her." "if She Had Touched Me," He Said Very Softly, "i Would Have Been Hers And Not My Own, Not Ever Again. I Wanted Her To Touch Me But I Could Not Let Her. No Cat Will... The Price Is More Than A Cat Can Pay.

Don't Be Afraid. Don't Be Afraid Of Anything. Whatever You Have Been, You Are Mine Now. I Can Hold You.

But I Still Feel I Waste A Lot Of Time Leaning On My Elbow And Thinking To Myself, 'alright Sucker, Now What?'

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

We Are Not Always What We Seem, And Hardly Ever What We Dream.