But it is in the rooms, not the hall, that there are fires and chairs and meals. The hall is a place to wait in, a place from which to try the various doors, not a place to live in.
C. S. Lewis
This was bad grammar of course, but that is how beavers talk when they are excited; I mean, in Narnia—in our world they usually don't talk at all.
That is why horrible nations have horrible religions: they have been looking at God through a dirty lens.
Jaweh is clearly not a Nature-God. He does not die and come to life each year as a true Corn-king should. He may give wine and fertility, but must not be worshipped with Bacchanalian or aphrodisiac rites.
Why should the separation (if nothing else) which so agonizes the lover who is left behind be painless to the lover who departs?
Not simply one of the virtues but the form of every virtue at the testing point, which means at the point of highest reality.
Mere improvement is not redemption, though redemption always improves people.
The great thing to remember is that though our feelings come and go God's love for us does not.
Everyone has noticed how hard it is to turn to God when everything is going well for us. We 'have all we want' is a terrible saying when 'all' does not include God. We find God an interruption.
The truly wide taste in reading is that which enables a man to find something for his needs on the sixpenny tray outside any secondhand bookshop. The truly wide taste in humanity will similarly find something to appreciate in the cross-section of humanity one has to meet every day.
Day after day there rose a smell which Lucy found very hard to describe: sweet- yes, but not at all sleepy or overpowering, a fresh wild lonely smell that seemed to get into your brain.
For prayer is request. The essence of request, as distinct from compulsion, is that it may or may not be granted.