JACK: I don’t understand why you feel like an onion.
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...
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...
Living was hateful, and death was no better, and from end to end of the universe this was the first and last and only truth.
Many good liars have no imagination at all; it’s that which gives their lies such wide-eyed conviction.
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...
No literary work longer than a haiku is going to be entirely without faults.
No,' he said, 'memory's a poor thing to have. It's your own real hair and mouth and arms and eyes and hands I want. I didn't know I could ever love anything so much...
Novels and stories are not arguments; they set out not to convince, but to beguile.
One future would close for ever as the other began to unfold.
Or when a good character does something bad? It’s probably better to think about good or bad actions rather than good or bad characters. People are complicated.
Seems to me- Lee said, feeling for the words, seems to me the place you fight cruelty is where you find it, and the place you give help is where you see it needed....
She had been hurt too when they pulled apart; one day, perhaps, they'd be able to talk about it....
She longed for cutlasses, pistols, and brandy; she had to make do with coffee, and pencils, and verbs.
So Lyra and her dæmon turned away from the world they were born in, and looked towards the sun, and walked into the sky.
So they had language, and they had fire, and they had society. And about then she found an adjustment being made in her mind, as the word creatures became the word people. These beings weren’t human,...
That afternoon Malcolm went to the lean-to and inspected the improvements to La Belle Sauvage. The tarpaulin of coal-silk was as light and impermeable (he tried it) as Mr van Texel had said, and the c...
That's the duty of the old, said the Librarian, to be anxious on behalf of the young. And the duty of the young is to scorn the anxiety of the old.
That’s the duty of the old, said the Librarian, to be anxious on behalf of the young. And the duty of the young is to scorn the anxiety of the old. They sat for a while longer, and then parted, for it...
The Musicians of Bremen
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