When golden moments come, when God enables one really to pray without words, who but a fool would reject the gift?

Those who have nothing can share nothing; those who are going nowhere can have no fellow-travellers.

When we lose one blessing, another is often most unexpectedly given in its place [if we anticipate and look for it, rather than wallow in our 'supposed loss'. It can be helpful to think of the loss of that blessing as simply necessary to make way for another different blessing].

Digory never spoke on the way back, and the others were shy of speaking to him. He was very sad and he wasn't even sure all the time that he had done the right thing; but whenever he remembered the shining tears in Aslan's eyes he became sure.

All is summed up in the prayer which a young female human is said to have uttered recently: "O God, make me a normal twentieth-century girl!" Thanks to our labors, this will mean increasingly: "Make me a minx, a moron, and a parasite.

The value of the individual does not lie in him. He receives it by union with Christ.

There is but one good; that is God. Everything else is good when it looks to Him and bad when it turns from Him.