I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow, however, turns out to be not a state, but a process. It needs not a map, but a history, and if I don't stop writing that history at some quite arbitrary point, there's no reason why I should ever stop.
C. S. LewisI know now, Lord, why you utter no answer. You are yourself the answer. Before your face questions die away. What other answer would suffice?
C. S. LewisCertain things, if not seen as lovely or detestable, are not being correctly seen at all.
C. S. Lewis