All Hell is smaller than one pebble of your earthly world; but it is smaller than one atom of this world, the Real World.

And this is the marvel of marvels; that he called me Beloved.

Gone! And you and I quite crestfallen. It’s always like that, you can’t keep him; it’s not as if he were a tame lion.

The proper good of a creature is to surrender itself to its Creator—to enact intellectually, volitionally, and emotionally, that relationship which is given in the mere fact of its being a creature. When it does so, it is good and happy.

The happiness which God designs for his higher creatures is the happiness of being freely, voluntarily united to him.

Lucy woke out of the deepest sleep you can imagine, with the feeling that the voice she liked best in the world had been calling her name.

She remembered, as every sensible person does, that you should never never shut yourself up in a wardrobe.