She longed for cutlasses, pistols, and brandy; she had to make do with coffee, and pencils, and verbs.
She had been hurt too when they pulled apart; one day, perhaps, they'd be able to talk about it....
Novels and stories are not arguments; they set out not to convince, but to beguile.
My daughter! cried Lord Asriel, exulting. Isn’t it something to bring a child like that into the world? You’d think it was enough to go alone to the king of the armored bears and trick his kingdom out...
Much ingenious interpretation of story is little more than seeing pleasing patterns in the sparks of a fire, but it does no harm.
Marisa! Marisa! The cry was torn from Lord Asriel, and with the snow leopard beside her, with a roaring in her ears, Lyra’s mother stood and found her footing and leapt with all her heart, to hurl her...
Many good liars have no imagination at all; it’s that which gives their lies such wide-eyed conviction.
Malcolm verbeet de pijn in zijn linkerarm en rommelde onder in de rugzak op zoek naar de alethiometer in de zwartfluwelen stof. Terwijl hij hem tevoorschijn haalde, viel het fluwelen lapje open en het...
Lyra wanted to talk to the bear, and if he had been human, she would already be on familiar terms with him; but he was so strange and wild and cold that she was shy, almost for the first time in her l...
Lonely? I don't know. They tell me this is cold. I don't know what cold is, because I don't freeze. So I don't know what lonely means either. Bears are made to be solitary.
Lee saw the fireball and head through the roar in his ears Hester saying, That's the last of 'em Lee.He said, or thought, Those poor men didn't have to come to this, nor did we.She said, We held 'em o...
Keep behind me, Metatron—wait here—Asriel is suspicious—let me lull him first. When he’s off guard, I’ll call you. But come as a shadow, in this small form, so he doesn’t see you—otherwise, he’ll just...
I’m just trying to wake up - I’m so afraid of sleeping all my life and then dying - I want to wake up first. I wouldn’t care if it was just for an hour, as long as I was properly alive and awake…
I’ll be looking for you, Will, every moment, every single moment. And when we do find each other again, we’ll cling together so tight that nothing and no one’ll ever tear us apart.
It’s like having to make a choice: a blessing or a curse. The one thing you can’t do is choose neither.
It’s important to put it like that: not I am a writer, but rather I write stories. If you put the emphasis on yourself rather than your work, you’re in danger of thinking that you’re the most importan...
It was such a strange tormenting feeling when your dæmon was pulling at the link between you; part physical pain deep in the chest, part intense sadness and love. And she knew it was the same for him....
If you wanted to divert a mighty river into a different course, and all you had was a single pebble, you could do it, as long as you put the pebble in the right place to send the first trickle of wate...
If you speak to people, you just attract their attention, he said, with a shaking voice. You should just keep quiet and still and they overlook you. I’ve been doing it all my life. I know how to do it...
If a witch needs something, another witch will give it to her. If there is war to be fought, we don't consider cost one of the factors in deciding whether or not it is right to fight. Nor do we have a...