How monotonously alike all the great tyrants and conquerors have been: how gloriously different are the saints.
C. S. LewisYou will not find the warrior, the poet, the philosopher or the Christian by staring into his eyes as if he were your mistress: better fight beside him, read with him, argue with him, pray with him.
C. S. LewisJewel,' he said, 'what lies before us? Horrible thoughts arise in my heart. If we had died before today we should have been happy.
C. S. LewisIf the universe is so bad...how on earth did human beings ever come to attribute it to the activity of a wise and good Creator?
C. S. LewisA voice had begun to sing. It was very far away and Digory found it hard to decide from what direction it was coming. Sometimes it seemed to come from all directions at once. Sometimes he almost thought it was coming out of the earth beneath them. Its lower notes were deep enough to be the voice of the earth herself. There were no words. It was hardly a tune. But it was beyond comparison, the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
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