I daren't come and drink," said Jill. Then you will die of thirst," said the Lion. Oh dear!" said Jill, coming another step nearer."I suppose I must go and look for another stream then." There is no other stream," said the Lion.

I find that when I think I am asking God to forgive me I am often in reality. . . asking Him not to forgive me but to excuse me.

Because we love something else more than this world, we love even this world more than those who know no other.

She stepped out from among their shifting confusion of lovely lights and shadows. A circle of grass, smooth as a lawn, met her eyes, with dark trees dancing all around it. And then --Oh Joy! For he was there: the huge Lion, shining white in the moonlight, with his huge black shadow underneath him.

The fundamental laws are in the long run merely statements that every event is itself and not some different event.

A pipe gives a wise man time to think and a fool something to stick in his mouth.

Praise is the mode of love which always has some element of joy in it.