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Anyone who doesn't laugh has something on their conscience, you can be sure of that. - from: 'The Twelve Brothers
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She lay on her bunk thinking of that savage mighty bear, and the careless way he drank his fiery spirit, and the loneliness of him in his dirty lean-to. How different it was to be human, with one's daemon always there to talk to!
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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 clips to attach it to the gunwales were easy to work and firmly fixed. It was water-green in colour, like the boat herself, and he thought that when it was in place he and his vessel would be practically invisible
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with ambitious aim against the throne and monarchy of God rais'd impious war in Heav'n and battel proud ... * JOHN MILTON *
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Philip Pullman |
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gyropters will arrive shortly after the zeppelins. In accordance with your orders, the Lady
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Philip Pullman |
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adjusting her balance like a wave rider in the Peaceable Ocean.
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I 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.
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There ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man's hand. * I KINGS *
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Philip Pullman |
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Whatever Mal says, I believe. So take that fucking smile off your face, you.
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Philip Pullman |
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It'a about wrong and less wrong. Bad and less bad.
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Philip Pullman |
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The thought came to Will and Lyra at the same moment, and they exchanged a tear-filled glance. And for the second time in their lives, but not the last, each of them saw their own expression on the other's face.
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When you're young, you do think that things last forever,
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Philip Pullman |
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All the time I was away," Lyra said, "I never thought about that. All I thought about was just the time I was in, just the present. There were plenty of times when I thought I didn't get a future at all. And now... Well, suddenly finding I've got a whole life to live, but no...but no idea what to do with it, well, it's like having the alethiometer but no idea how to read it."
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Philip Pullman |
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His massive, plain, blunt presence was enough to calm them.
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Philip Pullman |
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And if we - later on - she was whispering shakily, If we meet someone we like, and if we marry them, then we must be good to them, and not make comparisons all the time and wish we were married to each other instead...But just keep coming here once a year, just for an hour, just to be together...
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Philip Pullman |
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Ik weet wat de Dienst Kinderbescherming is,' zei Alice. Malcolm had zijn mond vol eten, maar wist uit te brengen: 'Wat dan?' Haar daemon zei: 'Klootzakken,' en gromde weer.
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Philip Pullman |
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Lyra ook niet.' 'Elfenmelk,' zei ze. 'Wat doet dat met je? Is ze nu ook een elfje?
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Philip Pullman |
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The world was not made of energy and delight but of foulness, betrayal, and lassitude.
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Philip Pullman |
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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.
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Philip Pullman |
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Every advance in human life, every scrap of knowledge and wisdom and decency we have has been torn by one side from the teeth of the other.
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Philip Pullman |
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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"
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Philip Pullman |
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In fact, it was that which killed him, to his great surprise.
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Philip Pullman |
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Lyra marvelled at the effect hope could have.
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when a witch offers you her love, you should take it. If you don't, it's your own fault when bad things happen to you. It's like having to make a choice: a blessing or a curse. The one thing can't do is choose neither.
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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 stow it away, and mebbe we can use it.
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Philip Pullman |
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Many good liars have no imagination at all; it's that which gives their lies such wide-eyed conviction.
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Are we dead now?" Will said to the boatman. "Makes no difference," he said. "There's some that came here never believing they were dead. They insisted all the way that they were alive, it was a mistake, someone would have to pay; made no difference. There's others who longed to be dead when they were alive, poor souls; lives full of pain and misery; killed themselves for a chance of a blessed rest, and found that nothing had changed except ..
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Tony ate the rest of his pie and drank the sweet hot liquor without taking much notice of his surroundings, and the surroundings took little notice of him: he was too small to be a threat, and too stolid to promise much satisfaction as a victim. It
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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 . . . 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?"
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I was aching--all my body was aching for him, and I could tell he felt the same--and we were both almost too shy to move. Almost. But one of us did and then without any interval between--it was like a quantum leap, suddenly--we were kissing each other, and oh, it was more than China, it was paradise.
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there is an angel called Metatron.
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The Musicians of Bremen
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Capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.' You
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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 let the child's daemon fly away." The Regent was a being whose profound intellect had had thousands of years to deepen and strengthen itself, and whose knowledge extended over a million universes. Nevertheless, at that moment he was blinde..
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To be sure, there's a warm passion behind what you say. But if you give in to that passion, friends, you're a doing what I always warned you agin: you're a placing the satisfaction of your own feelings above the work you have to do.
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Philip Pullman |
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once or twice the two of them shared a glimpse of meaning that felt as if a shaft of sunlight had struck through clouds to light up a majestic line of great hills in the distance--something far beyond, and never suspected.
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Philip Pullman |
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and she saw a bed of lamb's lettuce, or rapunzel.
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If they turned their back on something frightening behind them and tried to get really interested in the stones and how they fitted together, or the leaves on the bush, like if only they could make themselves find that really important, they'd be safe.
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Philip Pullman |
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vsichko ti e iasno, vsichko razbirash, no to e tolkova d'lboko, che ne mozhesh da se doberesh do d'noto.
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Philip Pullman |
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Mozhe bi poniakoga greshim, zashchoto greshniiat izbor e po-opasniiat, a nie se boim da ne izglezhdame strakhlivtsi i t'kmo zatova izbirame opasnostta.
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Philip Pullman |
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Ne vi li e strakh, kogato znaete, che sm'rtta vi e niak'de s'vsem nablizo? - popita Lira. - Zashcho triabva da ni e strakh? Shchom e tuk, pone mozhe da ia d'rzhim pod oko.
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Philip Pullman |
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when you're young you do think that things last forever unfortunately they don't Lyra.
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Philip Pullman |
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The present Mr. Parslow was teaching his son the craft; the two of them and their three workmen would scramble like industrious termites over the scaffolding they'd erected at the corner of the library, or over the roof of the chapel, and haul up bright new blocks of stone or rolls of shiny lead or balks of timber. The
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Nevertheless, he understood: this was work, and it was hard, but they were equal to it, all of them.
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