The unicorn stands alone, still as frost. It keeps watch down the corridors of time. The past and the future meet in the presence of the unicorn; the darkness and light become one. Patient as a candle flame, inviolate, here is our guardian, keeper of the silent unknown. – Josephine Bradley, c.1980

The Unicorn — the wild, white, fierce, chaste Moon, whose two horns, unlike those of mortal creatures, are indissolubly twisted into one, whose brilliant horn drives away the darkness and evil of the night. – Robert Brown, The Unicorn: A Mythological Investigation, 1881, wording slightly

[I]f the horne have this situation, and be so forwardly affixed, as is described, it will not be easily conceived, how it can feed from the ground… – Thomas Browne (1605–1682)