People Should Decide On The Books' Meanings

So Lyra And Her Daemon Turned Away From The World They Were Born In, And Looked Toward The Sun, And Walked Into The Sky.

It's Only Through Honesty And Courage That Science Can Work At All. The Ptolemaic Understanding Of The Solar System Was Undermined And Corrected By The Constant Pressure Of More And More Honest Reporting.

All Stories Teach, Whether The Storyteller Intends Them To Or Not. They Teach The World We Create. They Teach The Morality We Live By. They Teach It Much More Effectively Than Moral Precepts And Instructions.

Lee Saw The Fireball And Head Through The Roar In His Ears Hester Saying, "that's The Last Of 'em Lee." He Said, Or Thought, "those Poor Men Didn't Have To Come To This, Nor Did We." She Said, "we Held 'em Off. We Held Out. We're A-helping Lyra." Then She Was Pressing Her Little Proud Broken Self Against His Face, As Close As She Could Get, And Then They Died.

Tolkien, Who Created This Marvellous Vehicle, Doesn't Go Anywhere In It. He Just Sits Where He Is. What I Mean By That Is That He Always Seems To Be Looking Backwards, To A Greater And More Golden Past; And What's More He Doesn't Allow Girls Or Women Any Important Part In The Story At All. Life Is Bigger And More Interesting Than The Lord Of The Rings Thinks It Is.