Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything.
We cannot fully understand the relations of time and choice until we are beyond both.
You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream. C. S. Lewis
There must, whether the gods see it or not, be something great in the mortal soul. For suffering, it seems, is infinite, and our capacity without limit.
We must get over wanting to be needed.
In reality, moral rules are directions for running the human machine. Every moral rule is there to prevent a breakdown, or a strain, or a friction, in the running of that machine. That is why these rules at first seem to be constantly interfering with our natural inclinations.
There is, hidden or flaunted, a sword between the sexes till an entire marriage reconciles them.
Regarding the debate about faith and works: It's like asking which blade in a pair of scissors is most important.
The real test of being in the presence of God is, that you either forget about yourself altogether or see yourself as a small, dirty object.
When Catholicism goes bad it becomes the religion of amulets and holy places and priestcraft: Protestantism, in its corresponding decay, becomes a vague mist of ethical platitudes
The distinction between pretending you are better than you are and beginning to be better in reality is finer than moral sleuth hounds conceive.
The bolt of Tash falls from above!' 'Does it ever get caught on a hook halfway?
If our deepest desires cannot be satisfied in this world, then we must have been made for another world.
A man can eat his dinner without understanding exactly how food nourishes him. A man can accept what Christ has done without knowing how it works: indeed, he certainly would not know how it works until he has accepted it.
Aim at heaven and you will get earth thrown in. Aim at earth and you get neither. C. S. L
Of course it should be pointed out that, though all salvation is through Jesus, we need not conclude that he cannot save those who have not explicitly accepted him in this life.
I am often, I believe, praying for others when I should be doing things for them. It's so much easier to pray for a bore than to go and see him.
Post-Christian man is not the same as Pre-Christian man. He is as far removed as virgin is from widow: there is nothing in common except want of a spouse: but there is a great difference between a spouse-to-be and a spouse lost.
And that is enough to raise your thoughts to what may happen when the redeemed soul, beyond all hope and nearly beyond belief, learns at last that she has pleased Him whom she was created to please. There will be no room for vanity then. She will be free from the miserable illusion that it is her do
The modern idea of a Great Man is one who stands at the lonely extremity of some single line of development--
If naturalism were true then all thoughts whatever would be wholly the result of irrational causes. It cuts its own throat.
We are afraid that Heaven is a bribe, and that if we make it our goal we shall no longer be disinterested. It is not so. Heaven offers nothing that the mercenary soul can desire. It is safe to tell the pure in heart that they shall see God, for only the pure in heart want to. There are rewards that
All names will soon be restored to their proper owners.
Once the feet are put right, all the rest of him will follow.
Many thousands of people have had the experience of finding the first friend, and it is none the less a wonder; as great a wonder (pace the novelists) as first love, or even greater.
We were talking of DRAGONS, Tolkien and I In a Berkshire bar. The big workman Who had sat silent and sucked his pipe All the evening, from his empty mug With gleaming eye glanced towards us: "I seen 'em myself!" he said fiercely.
It is quite useless knocking at the door of heaven for earthly comfort. It's not the sort of comfort they supply there.
The value of the Old Testament may be dependant on what seems its imperfection. It may repel one use in order that we may be forced to use it in another way-to find the Word in it...to re-live, while we read, the whole Jewish experience of God's gradual and graded self-revelation, to feel the very c
Writing is like a 'lust,' or like 'scratching when you itch.' Writing comes as a result of a very strong impulse, and when it does come, I, for one, must get it out.
At a well in a yard they met a man who was beating a boy. The stick burst into a flower in the mans hand. He tried to drop it, but it stuck to his hand. His arm became a branch, his body the trunk of a tree, his feet took root.