She had asked: What is he? A friend or an enemy?The alethiometer answered: He is a murderer.When she saw the answer, she relaxed at once.
Once we use the word spiritual, we don’t have to explain anymore, because it belongs to the Church then, and no one can question it.
Men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, and clever.
Maybe sometimes we don’t do the right thing because the wrong thing looks more dangerous, and we don’t want to look scared, so we go and do the wrong thing just because it’s dangerous
Maybe art itself was a kind of voodoo, possessing you, giving you supernatural power, letting you see in the dark.
Iorek Byrnison: Can is not the same as must.Lyra Silvertongue: But if you must and you can, then there's no excuse.
In fact, it was that which killed him, to his great surprise.
Has anyone ever added a single hour to the length of his life by worrying about it?
Dust is only a name for what happens when matter begins to understand itself.
All things from the north are devilish.
Може би понякога грешим, защото грешният избор е по-опасният, а ние се боим да не изглеждаме страхливци и тъкмо затова избираме опасността.
Your reading will be even better then, after a lifetime of thought and effort, because it will come from conscious understanding. Grace attained like that is deeper and fuller than grace that comes fr...
War is the sea I swim in and the air I breathe.
You’ll be much more impressive if you stay silent and mysterious.
Wir spüren die Kälte, aber sie macht uns nichts aus, denn sie schadet uns nicht. Wenn wir uns gegen die Kälte warm anziehen würden, könnten wir andere Dinge nicht mehr spüren, das Kribbeln der Sterne...
Why do they do these things to children, Pan? Do they all hate children so much, that they want to tear them apart like this? Why do they do it?
The world was not made of energy and delight but of foulness, betrayal, and lassitude.
Shame on you! Think what this child has done! You might not have more courage, but you should be ashamed to show less.
No, we're renegades, she said. Not by our choice, but by his malice. Once the church learns about this, we're done for anyway. Take every advantage we can in the meantime. Go on, take the ring and sto...
Malcolm drew back towards the wall. The customer who’d spoken was called George Boatwright, a high-coloured and truculent boatman whom Mr Polstead had had to throw out of the Trout half a dozen times;...