A creature revolting against a creator is revolting against the source of his own powers-including even his power to revolt...It is like the scent of a flower trying to destroy the flower.

We have had enough, once and for all, of Hedonism--the gloomy philosophy which says that Pleasure is the only good.

Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight, At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more, When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death, And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.

I never exactly made a book. It's rather like taking dictation. I was given things to say.

Because we love something else more than this world, we love even this world more than those who know no other.

Whenever we find that our religious life is making us feel that we are good - above all, that we are better than someone else - I think we may be sure that we are being acted on, not by God, but by the devil.

You can't know, you can only believe - or not.