The decay of Logic results from an untroubled assumption that the particular is real and the universal is not.
C. S. Lewis
For that, the journey you go on is your pain, and perhaps your cure: for you must be either mad or brave before it is ended.
He'll be coming and going" he had said. "One day you'll see him and another you won't. He doesn't like being tied down--and of course he has other countries to attend to. It's quite all right. He'll often drop in. Only you mustn't press him. He's wild, you know. Not like a tame lion.
But I cannot tell that to this old sinner, and I cannot comfort him either; he has made himself unable to hear my voice. If I spoke to him, he would hear only growlings and roarings. Oh, Adam's son, how cleverly you defend yourself against all that might do you good!
How little people know who think that holiness is dull. When one meets the real thing, it is irresistible.
It now seemed to me that all my other guesses had been only self-pleasing dreams spun out of my wishes, but now I was awake.