It was not for societies or states, that Christ died, but for men.

The castle of Cair Paravel on its little hill towered up above them; before them were the sands, with rocks and little pools of salt water, and seaweed, and the smell of the sea and long miles of bluish-green waves breaking for ever and ever on the beach. And oh, the cry of the seagulls! Have you ever heard it? Can you remember?

The most deeply compelled action is also the freest action. By that I mean, no part of you is outside the action.

In worship, God imparts himself to us.

Christianity, if false, is of no importance, and if true, of infinite importance. The only thing it cannot be is moderately important.

A world of automata – of creatures that worked like machines – would hardly be worth creating.

You can't get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.