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.

We are not the playwright, we are not the producer, we are not even the audience. We are on the stage.

Autumn is really the best of the seasons

Being in love is a good thing, but it is not the best thing. There are many things below it, but there are also things above it. You cannot make it the basis of a whole life. It is a noble feeling, but it is still a feeling. Now no feeling can be relied on to last in its full intensity, or even to last at all. Knowledge can last, principles can last, habits can last; but feelings come and go.

Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia.

We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.

For Narnia and for Aslan!