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Quotes from Philip Pullman

nothing. "I can't bear the thought of oblivion, Asriel," she continued. "Sooner anything than that. I used to think pain would be worse—to be tortured forever—I thought that must be worse Ã¢â'¬Â¦ But as long as you were conscious, it would be better, wouldn't it? Better than feeling nothing, just going into the dark, everything going out forever and ever?
~ Philip Pullman
every church is the same: control, destroy, obliterate every good feeling. So if a war comes, and the Church is on one side of it, we must be on the other, no matter what strange allies we find ourselves bound to.
~ Philip Pullman
El aletiómetro advierte de aterradoras consecuencias si lord Asriel continúa investigando.
~ Philip Pullman
Then in a dazzling moment the black form of the spy-fly hurtled out of the tin and crashed hard into the monkey's face.
~ Philip Pullman
On Midsummer's Day, she said. At midday. As long as I live. As long as I live...
~ Philip Pullman
The golden monkey darted from her side in a flash, and tugged Pantalaimon out from the mesh cage as Lyra fell out herself.
~ Philip Pullman
Lyra's heart was thumping hard, because something in the bear's presence made her feel close to coldness, danger, brutal power, but a power controlled by intelligence; and not a human intelligence, nothing like a human, because of course bears had no dæmons
~ Philip Pullman
She thought the tenderness it left in her heart was like a bruise that would never go away, but she would cherish it forever.
~ Philip Pullman
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.
~ Philip Pullman
May I ask a question? Without the books of symbols, how do you read it?" "I just make my mind go clear and then it's sort of like looking down into water. You got to let your eyes find the right level, because that's the only one that's in focus. Something like that," she said.
~ Philip Pullman
we take for lovers or husbands. You are so young, Lyra, too young to understand this, but I shall tell you anyway and you'll understand it later: men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. 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.
~ Philip Pullman
adjusting her balance like a wave rider in the Peaceable Ocean.
~ Philip Pullman
There are some themes, some subjects, too large for adult fiction; they can only be dealt with adequately in a children's book. - Carnegie Medal Acceptance Speech
~ Philip Pullman
Now, I want to get going, but I've only got one leg. Could you find one?
~ Philip Pullman
Was there only one world, after all, that spent its time dreaming of others?
~ Philip Pullman
JACK: I don't understand why you feel like an onion.
~ Philip Pullman
ACTRESS: Nonsense! It was an automaton controlled by the boy's mesmeric waves as part of a plot organised by my rivals.
~ Philip Pullman
Alexander was given a reward, and he went on to become a great hunter of atheists and pagans.
~ Philip Pullman
You'll be much more impressive if you stay silent and mysterious.
~ Philip Pullman
If there are other rules, I have forgotten them, and if I've forgotten them it is because they don't matter.
~ Philip Pullman
Schools must take children to the theatre. This activity must be subsidised. Children should be able to join a youth theatre near where they live, and learn how to take part in every aspect of putting on a play. Places like that should be subsidised too. These things are not luxuries: they're essential to our wellbeing.
~ Philip Pullman
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.
~ Philip Pullman
was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. • WILLIAM BLAKE •
~ Philip Pullman
found folly everywhere, but there were grains of wisdom in every stream of it. No doubt there was much more wisdom that I failed to recognize. Life is hard, Mr. Scoresby, but we cling to it all the same.
~ Philip Pullman