I'm in a position where it doesn't matter what people think of me now.

The Resurrection is the eucatastrophe of the story of the Incarnation - This story begins and ends in joy.

That's the only place in all the lands we've ever heard of that we don't want to see any closer; and that's the one place we're trying to get to! And that's just where we can't get, nohow.

grows like a seed in the dark out of the leaf-mould of the mind: out of all that has been seen or thought or read, that has long ago been forgotten, descending into the deeps.

I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations.

The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot for ever fence it out.

Your lullaby would waken a drunken goblin!