She longed for cutlasses, pistols, and brandy; she had to make do with coffee, and pencils, and verbs.
Philip PullmanLee was too cool by nature to rage at fate; his manner was to raise an eyebrow and greet it laconically.
Philip PullmanEvery little increase in human freedom has been fought over ferociously between those who want us to know more and be wiser and stronger, and those who want us to obey and be humble and submit.
Philip PullmanWe are all subject to the fates. But we must all act as if we are not, or die of despair...death will sweep through all the worlds; it will be the triumph of despair, forever. The universes will all become nothing more than interlocking machines, blind and empty of thought, feeling, life...
Philip Pullman