Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakesโlike the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night โlittle flakes of me, my impressions, my selections, are settling down on the image of her. The real shape wil be quite hidden in the end.
C. S. LewisThe future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of 60 minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.
C. S. LewisIt is because they have no Oyarsa,' said one of the pupils. It is because everyone of them wants to be a little Oyarsa himself,' said Augray.
C. S. LewisAnd that's why, when they want to get rid of anyone, they usually bring him down here (like they were doing with me) and say they'll leave him to the ghosts. But I always wondered if they didn't really drown 'em or cut their throats. I never quite believed in the ghosts. But those two cowards you've just shot believed all right. They were more scared of taking me to my death than I was of going.
C. S. Lewis