Good philosophy must exist, if for no other reason, because bad philosophy needs to be answered.

Prostitutes are in no danger of finding their present life so satisfactory that they cannot turn to God: the proud, the avaricious, the self-righteous, are in that danger.

Men propound mathematical theorems in besieged cities, conduct metaphysical arguments in condemned cells, make jokes on the scaffold, discuss a new poem while advancing to the walls of Quebec, and comb their hair at Thermopylae. This is not panache; it is our nature.

Without sin, the universe is a Solemn Game: and there is no good game without rules.

Nothing can seem extraordinary until you have discovered what is ordinary.

Am I lost or just less found?

But courage, child: we are all between the paws of the true Aslan.