With my mother's death all settled happiness, all that was tranquil and reliable, disappeared from my life. There was to be much fun, many pleasures, many stabs of Joy; but no more of the old security. It was sea and islands now; the great continent had sunk like Atlantis.

By the very act of arguing, you awake the patient's reason; and once it is awake, who can foresee the result?

Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see.

Girls aren't very good at keeping maps in their brains", said Edmund, "That's because we've got something in them", replied Lucy.

A creature revolting against a creator is revolting against the source of his own powers-including even his power to revolt...It is like the scent of a flower trying to destroy the flower.

God wants a child's heart and a grownup's head.

A children's story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children's story in the slightest.