That part of Rostrevor which overlooks Carlingford Lough is my idea of Narnia.
The process of living seems to consist in coming to realize truths so ancient and simple that, if stated, they sound like barren platitudes.
Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia.
Good people know about both good and evil: bad people do not know about either.
The descent to hell is easy and those who begin by worshipping power, soon worship evil.
When they have really learned to love their neighbours as themselves, they will be allowed to love themselves as their neighbours.