Capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.' You

The Musicians of Bremen

there is an angel called Metatron.

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...

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...

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...

Many good liars have no imagination at all; it's that which gives their lies such wide-eyed conviction.

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...

...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...

Lyra marvelled at the effect hope could have.

In fact, it was that which killed him, to his great surprise.

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

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.

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.

The world was not made of energy and delight but of foulness, betrayal, and lassitude.

Not Lyra either. "" Elfenmelk, "she said. 'What does that do to you? Is she now also an elf?

I know what the Child Protection Agency is, "said Alice. Malcolm had his mouth full of food, but managed to release: "What then?" Her dæmon said, "bastards," and growled again.

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...