Before we can be cured, we must want to be cured.

Prosperity knits a man to the world.

God, who needs nothing, loves into existence wholly superfluous creatures in order that he may love and perfect them.

Our prayers for others flow more easily than those for ourselves. This shows we are made to live by charity.

We forgive, we mortify our resentment; a week later some chain of thought carries us back to the original offence and we discover the old resentment blazing away as if nothing had been done about it at all. We need to forgive our brother seventy times seven not only for 490 offences but for one offence.

For He (God) seems to do nothing of himself which He can possibly delegate to His creatures.

Will the others see you too?" asked Lucy. "Certainly not at first," said Aslan. "Later on, it depends." "But they won’t believe me!" said Lucy. "It doesn’t matter.