Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next man.

Never forget that when we are dealing with any pleasure in its healthy and normal and satisfying form, we are, in a sense, on the Enemy’s (God’s) ground…He [God] made the pleasure: all our research so far has not enabled us to produce one. All we can do is to encourage the humans to take the pleasures which our Enemy [God] has produced, at at times, or in ways, or in degrees, which He [God] has forbidden.

Suppose... suppose we have only dreamed and made up these things like sun, sky, stars, and moon, and Aslan himself. In that case, it seems to me that the made-up things are a good deal better than the real ones. And if this black pits of a kingdom is the best you can make, then it's a poor world. And we four can make a dream world to lick your real one hollow.

Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it.

Nothing is more likely to destroy a species or a nation than a determination to survive at all costs

Your people eat dry and tasteless flesh but it is off plates as smooth as ivory and as round as the sun.

We are not meant to be perpetually solemn: We must play.