This is the land of Narnia,' said the Faun, 'where we are now; all that lies between the lamp-post and the great castle of Cair Paravel on the eastern sea.

You cannot love a fellow creature fully till you love God.

First be sure that you know exactly what you want to say. Then be sure you have said exactly that.

You can't go against the grain of the universe and not expect to get splinters.

It is a happy moment when our desire crosses with the will of Heavenly Father.

Love, while always forgiving of imperfections and mistakes, can never cease to will their removal.

Oh, I can see it happening, age after age, and growing worse the more you reveal your beauty: the son turning his back on the mother and the bride on her groom, stolen away by this everlasting calling, calling, calling of the gods. Taken where we can't follow. It would be far better for us if you were foul and ravening. We'd rather you drank their blood than stole their hearts. We'd rather they were ours and dead than yours and made immortal.