Quotes from Philip Pullman

Perhaps some particles move backwards in time; perhaps the future affects the past in some way we don't understand; or perhaps the universe is simply more aware than we are. There are many things we haven't yet learned how to read.

I'm working on another Lyra book right now – it's called The Book of Dust. "It's going very well and it will be finished when I write the words 'The End'.

I have suffered enough." "Oh, there is more suffering to come. We have a thousand years of experience in this Church of ours. We can draw out your suffering endlessly. Tell us about the child," Mrs. Coulter said, and reached down to break one of the witch's fingers. It snapped easily.

Do you think I need anything else?" "You could do with some sense," came the reply. "Some faculty to enable you to recognize wisdom and incline you to respect and obey it.

But we shouldn't believe things because it makes us happy to, she thought. We should believe things because they're true, and if that makes us unhappy, that's very unfortunate, but it's not the reason of fault.

And she sobbed so passionately he thought that hearts really did break, and hers was breaking now, for she fell to the ground wailing and shuddering, and Pantalaimon beside her became a wolf and howled with bitter grief.

The Christian religion is a very powerful and convincing mistake, that's all.

This is a deep and uncomfortable paradox, which will not have escaped you: we can only defend democracy by being undemocratic.

The question authors get asked more than any other is Where do you get your ideas from? And we all find a way of answering which we hope isn't arrogant or discouraging. What I usually say is 'I don't know where they come from, but I know where they come to: they come to my desk, and if I'm not there, they go away again.

Dust is only a name for what happens when matter begins to understand itself.

Hepimiz kadere tabiyiz, ama hepimiz sanki deÄŸilmiÅŸiz gibi hareket etmeliyiz. dedi Cad?. Yoksa umutsuzluktan ölürüz.

We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, clever; and they die almost at once. They die so soon that our hearts are continually racked with pain. We

Death is going to die.

How can the weather have a state of mind?" said Papadimitriou. The gyptian said, "You think the weather is only out there? It's in here too," and tapped his head. "So do you mean that the weather's state of mind is just our state of mind?" "Nothing is just anything," the gyptian replied, and would say no more.

In some lights they were hardly there at all, just visible as a drifting quality in the light, a rhythmic evanescence, like veils of transparency turning before a mirror.

Like a wave that has been building it's strength over a thousand miles of ocean, and which makes little stir in the deep water, but which, when it reaches the shallows rears itself high up into the sky, terrifying the shore dwellers, before crashing down on land with irresistible power - so Iorek Byrnison rose up against Iofur, exploding upward from his firm footing on the dry rock and slashing with a ferocious left hand at the exposed jaw of Iofur Raknison.

her." "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.

the history of human life has been a struggle between wisdom and stupidity. She and the rebel angels, the followers of wisdom, have always tried to open minds; the Authority and his churches have always tried to keep them closed.

where there are priests, there is fear of Dust.

It might not be fair, but no one's to blame.

Just be yourself. You don't have to put on an act. To be myself, I have to put on an act, Ginny said bitterly. What's that mean? It means I don't know who I am.

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.

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.

Everything means something, Lyra said severely. We just have to find out how to read it.