We can rest contentedly in our sins and in our stupidities, and anyone who has watched gluttons shoveling down the most exquisite foods as if they did not know what they were eating will admit that we can ignore even pleasure. But pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pains. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
C. S. LewisLiterary experience heals the wound, without undermining the privilege, of individuality.
C. S. LewisAn Ulster Scot may come to disbelieve in God, but not to wear his weekday clothes on the Sabbath.
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