Then she was pressing her little proud broken self against his face, as close as she could get, and then they died.
She wasn't sure what she wanted to do, except that she knew that if she fooled around for long enough, without fretting, or nagging herself, she'd find out.
Shame to die with one bullet left, though.
Lyra’s heart, revulsion struggled with compassion, and compassion won. She put her arms around the skinny little form to hold him safe.
I see the Master as a man having terrible choices to make; whatever he chooses will do harm, but maybe if he does the right thing, a little less harm will come about than if he chooses wrong. God pres...
Everything about this is embarrassing she said. D'you know how embarrassing it is to mention good and evil in a scientific laboratory? Have you any idea? One of the reasons I became a scientist was no...
Capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.’ You
Asriel was a tall man with powerful shoulders, a fierce dark face, and eyes that seemed to flash and glitter with savage laughter. It was a face to be dominated by, or to fight: never a face to patron...
And Will knew what it was to see his dæmon. As she flew down to the sand, he felt his heart tighten and release in a way he never forgot. Sixty years and more would go by, and as an old man he would s...
Religion begins in story. Yes, it does, because religion is an attempt to make sense of what is incomprehensible to us, what is inexplicable, what is awe-inspiring, what is frightening, what moves us...
I am a strong believer in the tyranny, the dictatorship, the absolute authority of the writer.
There is an angel called Metatron.
And then my uncle killed him anyway just to teach him a lesson.
Why, yes, the moment you’re born, your death comes into the world with you, and it’s your death that takes you out.
When we were alive, they told us that when we died we'd go to heaven. And they said that heaven was a place of joy and glory and we would spend eternity in the company of saints and angels praising th...
Voltò le spalle. Dietro di loro c'erano dolore, morte e terrore; davanti dubbio, pericolo e misteri insondabili. Ma non erano soli.Così Lyra e il suo daimon voltarono le spalle al mondo in cui erano n...
The Musicians of Bremen
Somewhere out there is the origin of all the Dust, all the death, the sin, the misery, the destructiveness in the world. Human beings can't see anything without wanting to destroy it... That's origina...
Seems to me the place to fight cruelty is where you find it, and the place you give help is where you see it needed.
One moment several things are possible, the next moment only one happens, and the rest don't exist. Except that other worlds have sprung into being, on which the did happen.