Am I to understand,' said Reepicheep to Lucy after a long stare at Eustace, 'That this singularly discourteous person is under your Majesty's protection? Because, if not--

He who has not forgiven an enemy has never yet tasted one of the most sublime enjoyments of life.

When we are lost in the woods, the sight of a signpost is a great matter.

The problem of reconciling human suffering with the existence of a God who loves, is only insoluble so long as we attach a trivial meaning to the word "love."

To every man, in his acquaintance with a new art, there comes a moment when that which before was meaningless first lifts, as it were, one corner of the curtain that hides its mystery, and reveals, in a burst of delight which later and fuller understanding can hardly ever equal, one glimpse of the indefinite possibilities within.

As long as he doesn't convert it into action, it does not matter how much a man thinks about his repentance.

The prayer preceding all prayers is 'May it be the real I who speaks. May it be the real Thou that I speak to.'