Now God designed the human machine to run on Himself. He Himself is the fuel our spirits were designed to burn, or the food our spirits were designed to feed on. There is no other.

Though I do not believe that my desire for Paradise proves that I shall enjoy it, I think it a pretty good indication that such a thing exists and that some men will.

He (God) loved us not because we are lovable, but because He is love.

Your book bill ought to be your biggest extravagance.

It is not enough to want to get rid of one’s sins, we also need to believe in the One who saves us from our sins.

The higher the stakes, the greater the temptation to lose your temper.

But no one except Lucy knew that as it circled the mast it had whispered to her, "Courage, dear heart," and the voice, she felt sure, was Aslan's, and with the voice a delicious smell breathed in her face.