You are dead- what am I speaking to?

He meant the Kingdom was over, the Kingdom of Heaven, it was all finished. We shouldn't live as if it mattered more than this life in this world, because where we are is always the most important place.... We have to be all those difficult things like cheerful and kind and curious and patient, and we've got to study and think and work hard, all of us, in all our different worlds, and then we'll build... The Republic of Heaven.

The great thing about fairy tales and folk tales is that there is no authentic text.

You'll drift apart, it's true, but you'll be out in the open, part of everything alive again.

Was there only one world after all which spent its time dreaming of others?

For a long time I thought I was a poet, but that's a high title to claim.

Marisa! Marisa!” The cry was torn from Lord Asriel, and with the snow leopard beside her, with a roaring in her ears, Lyra’s mother stood and found her footing and leapt with all her heart, to hurl herself against the angel and her daemon and her dying lover, and seize those beating wings, and bear them all down together into the abyss.