Philip Pullman His Dark Materials trilogy
Source: His Dark Materials, The Amber Spyglass (2000), Ch. 2 : Balthamos and Baruch
“When you choose one way out of many, all the ways you don't take are snuffed out like candles, as if they'd never existed.”
— Philip Pullman, book The Amber Spyglass
Source: His Dark Materials, The Amber Spyglass (2000), Ch. 2 : Balthamos and Baruch
Context: Will considered what to do. When you choose one way out of many, all the ways you don’t take are snuffed out like candles, as if they’d never existed. At the moment all Will’s choices existed at once. But to keep them all in existence meant doing nothing. He had to choose, after all.
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