Look for the valleys, the green places, and fly through them. There will always be a way through.

C. S. Lewis

C. S. Lewis

Profession: Author
Nationality: British

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The world might stop in ten minutes; meanwhile, we are to go on doing our duty. The great thing is to be found at one's post as a child of God, living each day as though it were our last, but planning as though our world might last a hundred years.

And if we're dead--which I don't deny it might be--well, you got to remember that worse things 'appen at sea and a chap's got to die sometime.

The creature was there, a curiously shaped creature no doubt, but all loathing had vanished clean out of his mind, so that neither then nor at any other time could he remember it, nor ever understand again why one should quarrel with an animal for having more legs or eyes than oneself.

Love is the great conqueror of lust.

There is no neutral ground in the universe. Every square inch, every split second is claimed by God, and counterclaimed by Satan.

Did Maleldil suggest that our own world might have been saved if the elephant had accidentally trodden on the serpent a moment before Eve was about to yield?

It is very true. But even a traitor may mend. I have known one who did.

We all have different languages; but we all really mean the same thing.

The claim to equality, outside of the strictly political field, is made only by those who feel themselves to be in some way inferior.

If there is no God then we have no interest in the minimal religion or any other. We will not make a lie even to save civilization. But if there is, then it is so probable as to be almost axiomatic that the initiative lies wholly on His side. If He can be known it will be by self-revelation on His part, not by speculation on ours.

You will not find the warrior, the poet, the philosopher, or the Christian by staring into his eyes as if he were your mistress: better fight beside him, read with him, argue with him, pray with him.

If Christianity is untrue, then no honest man will want to believe it, however helpful it might be; if it is true, every honest man will want to believe it, even if it gives him no help at all.

Please,' she said, 'You're so beautiful. You may eat me if you like. I'd rather be eaten by you than fed by anyone else.

He was choosing a side: the Normal. All that, as he called it, was what he chose. If the scientific point of view led away from all that, then be damned to the scientific point of view!