Friday, 29 April 2011

Through the Spyglass...

"Tell them stories..."

"But I love Lyra, where did all this love come from?"

"How lucky Will was that she was awake now to look after him!"

"What is worth having is worth working for..."

"No", he said "memory's a poor thing to have. It's your own real hair and mouth and arms and eyes and hands I want..."

"...we've got to study...and work hard, all of us, in all our different worlds...

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