If there's anyone who can appear before Aslan without their knees knocking, they're either braver than most, or else just silly.

I dread specialists in power because they are specialists speaking outside of their special subject.

Notice how we are perpetually surprised at Time. ('How time flies! Fancy John being grown-up and married! I can hardly believe it!') In heavens name, why? Unless, indeed, there is something in us which is not temporal.

We have a strange illusion that mere time cancels sin.

Oh God, God, why did you take such trouble to force this creature out of its shell if it is now doomed to crawl back -- to be sucked back -- into it?

Man must endure his going hence.

We may ignore, but we can nowhere evade the presence of God. The world is crowded with Him. He walks everywhere incognito.