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HisDarkMaterials.org is one of the leading His Dark Materials websites, including information about The Golden Compass movie, the book trilogy, extensive fan art galleries, photographs of Philip Pullman, and related visual resources. It also contains a dæmon name generator, an active chatroom, a His Dark Materials role playing game, and an interactive encyclopedia. News is updated daily, with members being able to discuss news items. The website is also home to Cittàgazze.net, the world's largest His Dark Materials forum.
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Last updated on 17 September 2007
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Quotations: The Golden Compass/Northern Lights
A listing of popular quotations from The Golden Compass or Northern Lights, written by Philip Pullman
Librarian, Chapter two
'That's the duty of the old, to be anxious on behalf of the young. And the duty of the young is to scorn the anxiety of the old' Thay sat for a while longer, and then parted, for it was late, and they were old and anxious.
Jerry, Chapter ten:
Take old Belisaria. She's a seagull, and that means I'm a kind of seagull too. I'm not grand and splendid nor beautiful, but I'm a tough old thing and I can survive anywhere and always find a bit of food and company. That's worth knowing, that is. And when your dæmon settles, you'll know the sort of person you are.
Jerry, Chapter ten:
There's plenty of folk as'd like to have a lion as a dæmon and they end up with a poodle. And till they learn to be satisfied with what they are, they're going to be fretful about it.
Dr. Martin Lanselius, Chapter ten:
Without this child, we shall all die. So the witches say.
Kaisa, Chapter eleven:
So have you come to make war?
Narration, Chapter twelve:
The little boy was huddled against the wood drying rack where hung row upon row of gutted fish, all as stiff as boards. He was clutching a piece of fish to him as Lyra was clutching Pantalaimon, with her left hand, hard, against her heart; but that was all he had, a piece of dried fish; because he had no dæmon at all. The Gobblers had cut it away. That was intercision, and this was a severed child.
Serafina Pekkala, Chapter eighteen:
We are all subject to the fates. But we must act as if we are not, [...] or die of despair. There is a curious prophecy about this child: she is destined to bring about the end of destiny. But she must do so without knowing what she is doing, as if it were her nature and not her destiny to do it. If she's told what she must do, it will all fail; 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...
Iorek Byrnison, Chapter twenty:
Bears! Who is your king?
Lord Asriel, Chapter twenty-one:
Turn around, get out, go! I did not send for you!
Lord Asriel, Chapter twenty-one
Somewhere out there is the origin of all the Dust, all the death, the sin, the misery, the destructiveness in the world. Human beings can't see anything without wanting to destroy it, Lyra. That's original sin. And I'm going to destroy it. Death is going to die.
Lord Asriel, Chapter twenty-one:
There was something else that happened when they made the cut. [...]And they didn't see it. The energy that links the body and dæmon is immensely powerful. When the cut is made, all that energy dissipates in a fraction of a second.
Roger, Chapter twenty-three
'LYRA!' Heart-beats – Tight-clutching hands – And high above, the greatest wonder.
Narration, Chapter twenty-three
She turned away. Behind them lay pain and death and fear; ahead of them lay doubt, and danger, and fathomless mysteries. But they weren't alone. So Lyra and her dæmon turned away from the world they were born in, and looked toward the sun, and walked into the sky.
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