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

No thanks," said Digory, "I don't know that I care much about living on and on after everyone I know is dead. I'd rather live an ordinary time and die and go to Heaven.

The more we get what we now call 'ourselves' out of the way and let Him take us over, the more truly ourselves we become.

I was with book, as a woman is with child.

I must keep alive in myself the desire for my true country, which I shall not find till after death.

You have not chosen one another, but I have chosen you for one another.

What you want is practice, practice, practice. It doesn’t matter what we write (at least this is my view) at our age, so long as we write continually as well as we can. I feel that every time I write a page either of prose or of verse, with real effort, even if it’s thrown into the fire the next minute, I am so much further on.