You can't lay down any pattern for God. There are many different ways of bringing people into his Kingdom, even some ways that I specially dislike! I have therefore learned to be cautious in my judgment.

Emeth came walking forward into the open strip of grass between the bonfire and the Stable. His eyes were shining, his face was solemn, his hand was on his sword-hilt, and he carried his head high. Jill felt like crying when she looked at his face. And Jewel whispered in the King's ear, "By the Lion's Mane, I almost love this young warrior, Calormene though he be. He is worthy of a better god than Tash.

We treat our dogs as if they were "almost human": that is why they really become "almost human" in the end.

We have a strange illusion that mere time cancels sin.

There is but one good; that is God. Everything else is good when it looks to Him and bad when it turns from Him.

When they have really learned to love their neighbours as themselves, they will be allowed to love themselves as their neighbours.

One flesh. Or if you prefer, one ship. The starboard engine has gone. I, the port engine, must chug along somehow till we make harbour. Or rather, till the journey ends.