Giant Wimbleweather burst into one of those not very intelligent laughs to which the nicer sort of Giants are so liable. He checked himself at once and looked as grace as a turnip by the time Reepicheep discovered where the noise came from.

Unless Christianity is wholly false, the perception of ourselves which we have in moments of shame must be the only true one.

Redeemed humanity is still young, it has hardly come to its full strength. But already there is joy enough in the little finger of a great saint such as yonder lady to waken all the dead things of the universe into life.

Other than heaven, the only place where one's heart is completely safe from the dangers of love is hell.

The next moment is as much beyond our grasp, and as much in God's care, as that a hundred years away. Care for the next minute is as foolish as care for a day in the next thousand years. In neither can we do anything, in both God is doing everything.

No mind is so good that it does not need another mind to counter and equal it, and to save it from conceit and bigotry and folly

Obedience is the road to freedom.