“But what would have been the good?"
Aslan said nothing.
"You mean," said Lucy rather faintly, "that it would have turned out all right – somehow? But how? Please, Aslan! Am I not to know?"
"To know what would have happened, child?" said Aslan. "No. Nobody is ever told that."
"Oh dear," said Lucy.
"But anyone can find out what will happen," said Aslan. "If you go back to the others now, and wake them up; and tell them you have seen me again; and that you must all get up at once and follow me – what will happen? There is only one way of finding out.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“The Enemy wants to bring the man to a state of mind in which he could design the best cathedral in the world, and know it to be the best, and rejoice in the fact, without being any more (or less) or otherwise glad at having done it than he would be if it had been done by another. The Enemy wants him, in the end, to be so free from any bias in his own favour that he can rejoice in his own talents as frankly and gratefully as in his neighbour's talents--or in a sunrise, an elephant, or a waterfall.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Love may, indeed, love the beloved when her beauty is lost: but not because it is lost. Love may forgive all infirmities and love still in spite of them: but Love cannot cease to will their removal. Love is more sensitive than hatred itself to every blemish in the beloved… Of all powers he forgives most, but he condones least: he is pleased with little, but demands all.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“All their life in this world and all their adventures had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“In reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“You will never make a good impression on other people until you stop thinking about what sort of impression you are making. Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it... Give up yourself, and you will find your real self.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Free will, though it makes evil possible, also makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“As long as what you are afraid of is something evil, you may still hope that the good may come to your rescue. But suppose you struggle through to the good and find that it is also dreadful? How if food itself turns out to be the very thing you can’t eat and home the very place you can’t live, and your very comforter the person who makes you uncomfortable. Then, indeed, there is no rescue possible: the last card has been played.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“I write for the unlearned about things in which I am unlearned myself.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Submit to death, death of your ambitions and favorite wishes every day and death of your whole body in the end: submit with every fiber of your being, and you will find eternal life. Keep back nothing. Nothing that you have not given away will be really yours. Nothing in you that has not died will ever be raised from the dead. . . look to Christ and you will find Him, and with Him everything else thrown in.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“I can promise you none of these things. No sphere of usefulness; you are not needed there at all. No scope of your talents; only forgiveness for having perverted them. No atmosphere of inquiry, for I will bring you to the land not of questions but of answers, and you shall see the face of God
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“You are speaking...as if the pleasure were one thing and the memory another. It is all one thing... what you call remembering is the last part of the pleasure.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“[The witch] would have known that when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor’s stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards.”
                            
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                                C.S. Lewis