At a well in a yard they met a man who was beating a boy. The stick burst into a flower in the mans hand. He tried to drop it, but it stuck to his hand. His arm became a branch, his body the trunk of a tree, his feet took root.
C. S. LewisMany people think their prayers are never answered because it is the answered ones they forget.
C. S. LewisThe value of the myth is that it takes all the things we know and restores to them the rich significance which has been hidden by โthe veil of familiarity.โ The child enjoys his cold meat, otherwise dull to him, by pretending it is buffalo, just killed with his own bow and arrow. And the child is wise. The real meat comes back to him more savory for having been dipped in a storyโฆby putting bread, gold, horse, apple, or the very roads into a myth, we do not retreat from reality: we rediscover it.
C. S. Lewis