Would it not be better to be dead than to have this horrible fear that Aslan has come and is not like the Aslan we have believed in and longed for? It is as if the sun rose one day and were a black sun.

Emeth speaking of Aslan, "Beloved, said the Glorious One, unless thy desire had been for me thou wouldst not have sought so long and so truly. For all find what they truly seek...And since then, O Kings and Ladies, I have been wandering to find him and my happiness is so great that it even weakens me like a wound. And this is the marvel of marvels, that he called me Beloved, me who am but as a dog

Tribulations cannot cease until God either sees us remade or sees that our remaking is now hopeless.

Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.

We regard God as an airman regards his parachute; it's there for emergencies but he hopes he'll never have to use it.

If you are a Christian, you are free to think that all these religions, even the queerest ones, contain at least some hint of the truth.

As Venus within Eros does not really aim at pleasure, so Eros does not aim at happiness. We may think he does, but when he is brought to the test it proves otherwise... For it is the very mark of Eros that when he is in us we had rather share unhappiness with the Beloved than be happy on any other terms.