This is the land of Narnia,? said the Faun, ’where we are now; all that lies between the lamp-post and the great castle of Cair Paravel on the eastern sea.
Courage, dear heart.
Certainly, Lu. Whatever you like,? said Peter unexpectedly. This was encouraging, but as Peter instantly rolled round and went to sleep again it wasn’t much use.
All mortals tend to turn into the thing they are pretending to be.
If one could run without getting tired I don’t think one would often want to do anything else.
When the whole world is running towards a cliff, he who is running in the opposite direction appears to have lost his mind.
I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.
You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.
Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward.
When I have learned to love God better than my earthly dearest, I shall love my earthly dearest better than I do now.
The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of 60 minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.
Spiteful words can hurt your feelings but silence breaks your heart.
If you live for the next world, you get this one in the deal; but if you live only for this world, you lose them both.
True faith is never found alone; it is accompanied by expectation.
We are not meant to be perpetually solemn: We must play.
Atheists express their rage against God although in their view He does not exist.
It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible Gods and Goddesses. To remember that the dullest, and most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship.
It will not bother me in the hour of death to reflect that I have been “had for a sucker” by any number of imposters but it would be a torment to know that one had refused even one person in need.
Those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end, for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.
Disobedience to conscience makes conscience blind.