The lost enjoy forever the horrible freedom they have demanded.

Our experience is coloured through and through by books and plays and the cinema, and it takes patience and skill to disentangle the things we have really learned from life for ourselves.

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

But all night, Aslan and the Moon gazed upon each other with joyful and unblinking eyes.

True friends don’t spend time gazing into each other’s eyes. They may show great tenderness towards each other but they face in the same direction - toward common projects, goals - above all, towards a common Lord.

We are what we believe we are.

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