If we accept Heaven we shall not be able to retain even the smallest and most intimate souvenirs of Hell.
C. S. LewisFriendship is born at that moment when one man says to another: "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . ."
C. S. LewisIf we accept Heaven we shall not be able to retain even the smallest and most intimate souvenirs of Hell.
C. S. LewisFriendship is born at that moment when one man says to another: "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . ."
C. S. Lewis