Further up and further in!

The demand of the loveless and the self-imprisoned that they should be allowed to blackmail the universe: that till they consent to be happy (on their own terms) no one else shall taste joy: that theirs should be the final power; that Hell should be able to veto Heaven.

All their life in this world and all their adventures had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.

The proper rewards are not simply tacked on to the activity for which they are given, but are the activity itself in consummation.

If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be without meaning.

That part of Rostrevor which overlooks Carlingford Lough is my idea of Narnia.

A thing may be morally neutral and yet the desire for that thing may be dangerous.