Do Not Lie To The Scholar.

She Was Riding A Bear! And The Aurora Was Swaying Above Them In Golden Arcs And Loops, And All Around Was The Bitter Arctic Cold And The Immense Silence Of The North.

D'you Know How Embarrassing It Is To Mention Good And Evil In A Scientific Laboratory? Have You Any Idea? One Of The Reasons I Became A Scientist Was Not To Have To Think About That Kind Of Thing.

I'm With The Grimms On This: Stories For Young And Old. You Can't Characterize Them Any Better Than That.

But Suppose Your Dæmon Settles In A Shape You Don't Like? Well, Then, You're Discontented, En't You? 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. Waste Of Feeling, That Is. But It Didn't Seem To Lyra That She Would Ever Grow Up.

I've Been Surprised By How Little Criticism I've Got. Harry Potter's Been Taking All The Flak. I'm A Great Fan Of J.k. Rowling, But The People - Mainly From America's Bible Belt - Who Complain That Harry Potter Promotes Satanism Or Witchcraft Obviously Haven't Got Enough In Their Lives. Meanwhile, I've Been Flying Under The Radar, Saying Things That Are Far More Subversive Than Anything Poor Old Harry Has Said. My Books Are About Killing God.