At a well in a yard they met a man who was beating a boy. The stick burst into a flower in the mans hand. He tried to drop it, but it stuck to his hand. His arm became a branch, his body the trunk of a tree, his feet took root.

It is no disparagement to the garden to say it will not fence and weed itself, nor prune its own fruit trees, nor roll and cut its own lawns...It will remain a garden only if someone does all these things to it...If you want to see the difference between [the garden's] contribution and the gardener's, put the commonest weed it grows side by side with his hoes rakes, shears, and a packet of weed killer; you have put beauty, energy, and fecundity beside dead, steril things. Just so, our 'decency and common sense' show grey and deathlike beside the geniality of love.

You would not call a man humane for ceasing to set mousetraps if he did so because he believed there were no mice in the house.

The enemy will not see you vanish into God's company without an effort to reclaim you.

A universe whose only claim to be believed in rests on the validity of inference must not start telling us the inference is invalid.

Thus, and not otherwise, the world was made. Either something or nothing must depend on individual choices.

Golly,' said Edmund under his breath, 'He's a retired star.