And there's one thing about this underground work, we shan't get any rain.

if anyone present wishes to make me the subject of his wit, I am very much at his service--with my sword--whenever he has leisure.

Yes, I know,' interrupted Puddleglum. 'And few return to the sunlit lands. You needn't say it again. You are a chap of one idea, aren't you?

We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us.

God sometimes seems to speak to us most intimately when he catches us, as it were, off our guard.

I gave in, and admitted that God was God, and knelt and prayed: perhaps, that night, the most dejected and reluctant convert in all England.

If nothing is self-evident, nothing can be proved. Similarly if nothing is obligatory for its own sake, nothing is obligatory at all.