the sweet heavy smell grew very much less. For though the whole fire had not been put out, a good bit of it had, and what remained smelled very largely of burnt Marsh-wiggle, which is not at all an enchanting smell.
C. S. LewisYou come of the Lord Adam and the Lady Eve," said Aslan. "And that is both honour enough to erect the head of the poorest beggar, and shame enough to bow the shoulders of the greatest emperor on earth. Be content.
C. S. LewisThat thing is Freedom: the gift whereby ye most resemble your Maker and are yourselves part of eternal reality.
C. S. LewisWhich of the religions of the world gives to its followers the greatest happiness? While it lasts, the religion of worshiping oneself is best.
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