The function of a book or a poem or a story is to delight, to enchant, to beguile.
Philip PullmanRead
The idea hovered and shimmered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests the fragility of ideas and the care needed to nurture them without directly confronting their vulnerability.
In this quote, Philip Pullman illustrates the delicate nature of ideas, comparing them to a soap bubble that is both beautiful and precarious. By choosing not to look directly at the idea, the character acknowledges the risk of it bursting under scrutiny, highlighting the fragility of creativity and the importance of allowing thoughts to develop gently and without pressure.
Themes
IdeasFragilityCreativityNurturingImagination
In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about fostering innovation, one might say, 'As Philip Pullman reflects, ideas shimmer delicately; we must approach them with care to allow them to flourish.'
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To get the best out of life here ...Good grief. There's plenty of it about, so indulge. Give yourself some thing to remember. Fall in love. Fall out of love. Gamble. Get drunk. See how long you can stay awake. Go for long walks at night. Discover what you're afraid of doing, and then do it.
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I told him I was going to betray you, and betray Lyra, and he believed me because I was corrupt and full of wickedness; he looked so deep I felt sure he'd see the truth. But I lied too well. I was lying with every nerve and fiber and everything I'd ever done...I wanted him to find no good in me, and he didn't. There is none.
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Lyra learns to her great cost that fantasy isn’t enough. She has been lying all her life, telling stories to people, making up fantasies, and suddenly she comes to a point where that’s not enough. All she can do is tell the truth. She tells the truth about her childhood, about the experiences she had in Oxford, and that is what saves her. True experience, not fantasy - reality, not lies - is what saves us in the end.
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