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C. S. Lewis

C. S. Lewis

Profession: Author
Nationality: British

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Scrubb saw that she wasn't quite herself yet and very sensibly offered her a peppermint. He had one too. Presently, Jill began to see things in a clearer light.

People have always thought of me as being something, but I'm just a human being like everyone else.

The will of Christ no longer limits theirs; it is theirs. All their time, in belonging to Him, belongs also to them, for they are His.

We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be.

The malice thus becomes wholly real and the benevolence largely imaginary.

But, first, remember, remember, remember the signs. Say them to yourself when you wake in the morning and when you lie down at night, and when you wake in the middle of the night. And whatever strange things may happen to you, let nothing turn your mind from following the signs.

When two people achieve lasting happiness, this is not solely because they are great lovers but because they are also—I must put it crudely—good people; controlled, loyal, fair-minded, mutually adaptable people.

Be confident small immortals. You are not the only voice that all things utter, nor is there eternal silence in the places where you cannot come.

In the name of the Fathers, and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost, here goes-I mean Amen.

Now the trouble about trying to make yourself stupider than you really are is that you very often succeed.

Write about what really interests you, whether it is real things or imaginary things, and nothing else.

The real job of every moral teacher is to keep bringing us back, time after time, to the old simple principles which we are all so anxious not to see; like bringing a horse back and back to the fence it has refused to jump or bringing a child back to a lesson that it wants to shirk.

All your life an unattainable ecstasy has hovered just beyond the grasp of your consciousness. The day is coming when you will wake to find, beyond all hope, that you have attained it, or else, that it was within your reach and you have lost it forever.

The most precious gift that marriage gave me was the constant impact of something very close and intimate, yet all the time unmistakably other, resistant - in a word, real.