She remembered, as every sensible person does, that you should never never shut yourself up in a wardrobe.

The heart of Christianity is a myth which is also a fact. The old myth of the Dying God, without ceasing to be myth, comes down from the heaven of legend and imagination to the earth of history. It happens - at a particular date, in a particular place, followed by definable historical consequences. We pass from a Balder or an Osiris, dying nobody knows when or where, to a historical Person crucified (it is all in order) under Pontius Pilate. By becoming fact it does not cease to be myth: that is the miracle.

I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.

It takes courage to live through suffering; and it takes honesty to observe it.

If the world is meaningless, then so are we; if we mean something, we do not mean alone.

No people find each other more absurd than lovers

If God thinks this state of war in the universe is a price worth paying for free will--that is, for making a live world in which creatures can do real good or harm and something of real importance of real importance can happen, instead of a toy world which only moves when He pulls the strings--then we may take it it is worth paying.