A Centaur has a man-stomach and a horse-stomach. And of course both want breakfast. So first of all he has porridge and pavenders and kidneys and bacon and omlette and cold ham and toast and marmalade and coffee and beer. And after that he tends to the horse part of himself by grazing for an hour or so and finishing up with a hot mash, some oats, and a bag of sugar. That's why it's such a serious thing to ask a Centaur to stay for the weeekend. A very serious thing indeed.

I object to that remark very strongly! - The Magician's Nephew

Crying is all right in its way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.

As long as you are proud, you cannot know God.

We all appear as dunces when feigning an interest in things we care nothing about.

If you thirst you may drink.

To interest is the first duty of art; no other excellences will ever begin to compensate for failure in this.