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'she wondered whether there would ever come an hour in her life when she didn't think of him; didn't speak to him in her head, didn't relive every moment they'd been together, didn't long for his voice and his hands and his love. she had never dreamed of what it would feel like to love someone so much; of all the things that had astonished her in her adventures, that was what astonished her the most.'

honestly it's like being repeatedly and mercilessly stabbed with a sharp blade

"we'll cling together so tight that nothing and no one'll ever tear us apart. every atom of me and every atom of you... we'll live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pine trees and in clouds and in those little specks of light you see floating in sunbeams... and when they use our atoms to make new lives, they won't just be able to take one, they'll have to take two, one of you and one of me..."

oh god... GOD!

'"d'you think i could bear that, lyra?" he said. "d'you think i could live happily watching you get sick and ill and fade away and then die, while i was getting stronger and more grown-up day by day? ten years... that's nothing. it'd pass in a flash. we'd be in our twenties. it's not that far ahead. think of that, lyra, you and me grown up, just preparing to do all the things we want to do -- and then..."'

😭

pain

'she paused and looked back so that he saw the expression on her face, and he could not understand how anyone so steeped in evil could look so radiant with hope and happiness.'

'"but he loved my mother," said will. "and i can tell her that he was never unfaithful."
lyra, looking at will, thought that if he fell in love, he would be like that.'

not to be dramatic but i am dying over here

'the road was more like a watercourse than a highway, because in places it broadened into wide areas like small lakes, and at others it split into narrow channels only to combine again unpredictably. it was quite unlike the brutal rational way roads in will's world sliced through hillsides and leapt across valleys on bridges of concrete. this was part of the landscape, not an imposition on it.'

he said: fuck the m1

'now it was like looking at the sun through smoked glass, and her eyes could see him more clearly, though she still pretended to be dazzled by his face. he was exactly like a man in early middle age,'

this is so funny to me. "that's just a man" writ large

seeing that this means they can't be together while they haven't realised it yet....... agony and despair