Inspirational Quotes by C.S. Lewis

“This is the land of Narnia,' said the Faun, 'where we are now; all that lies between the lamp-post and the great castle of Cair Paravel....”

“may be the Neevil, and it must be shown to Aslan.”

“And so,” continued the Witch, “that Human creature is mine. His life is forfeit to me. His blood is my property.” “Come and take it then,” said the Bull-with-the-man’s-head in a great bellowing voice. “Fool,” said the Witch with a savage smile that was almost a snarl, “do you really think your master can rob me of my rights by mere force? He knows the Deep Magic better than that. He knows that unless I have blood as the Law says, all Narnia will be overturned and perish in fire and water.” “It is very true,” said Aslan; “I do not deny it.” “Oh, Aslan!” whispered Susan in the Lion’s ear. “Can’t we--I mean, you won’t, will you? Can’t we do something about the Deep Magic? Isn’t there something you can work against it?” “Work against the Emperor’s magic?” said Aslan, turning to her with something like a frown on his face. And nobody ever made that suggestion to him again.”

“Long Live King Peter! Long Live Queen Susan! Long Live King Edmund! Long Live Queen Lucy!” “Once a King or Queen in Narnia, always a King or Queen. Bear it well, Sons of Adam! Bear it well, Daughters of Eve!” said Aslan. And through the eastern door, which was wide open, came the voices of the mermen and the mermaids swimming close to the castle steps and singing in honor of their new Kings and Queens. So the children sat in their thrones and scepters were put into their hands and they gave rewards and honors to all their friends, to Tumnus the Faun, and to the Beavers, and Giant Rumblebuffin, to the leopards, and the good centaurs and the good dwarfs, and to the lion. And that night there was a great feast in Cair Paravel, and revelry and dancing, and gold flashed and wine flowed, and answering to the music inside, but stranger, sweeter, and more piercing, came the music of the sea-people. But amid all these rejoicings Aslan himself quietly slipped away. And when the Kings and Queens noticed that he wasn’t there, they said nothing about it. For Mr. Beaver had warned them. “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 lion.”

“It’s because you’re a girl. Girls never want to know anything but gossip and rot about people getting engaged.”

“Because what she wants is smaller and less costly than what has been set before her, she never recognises as gluttony her determination to get what she wants, however troublesome it may be to others.”

“Corruption is never compulsory.”

“You can make anything by writing.- You are never too old to set a new goal or dream a new dream.”

“Goodness is, so to speak, itself: badness is only spoiled goodness.”

“While it lasts, the religion of worshiping oneself is the best.”

“Now that I am a Christian I do have moods in which the whole thing looks very improbable: but when I was an atheist I had moods in which Christianity looked terribly probable.”

“It must be a really great book because one can read it as a boy in one way, and then re-read it in middle life and get something very different out of it - and that to my mind is one of the best tests.”

“Give me all. I don’t want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work. I want You. I have not come to torment your natural self, but to kill it. No half measures are any good. I don’t want to cut off a branch here and a branch there, I want to have the whole tree down. I don’t want to drill the tooth, or crown it, or stop it, but to have it out. Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked—the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: my own will shall become yours.”

“He will be infinitely merciful to our repeated failures; I know no promise that He will accept a deliberate compromise. For He has, in the last resort, nothing to give us but Himself; and He can give that only insofar as our self-affirming will retires and makes room for Him in our souls.”

“Friendship is the happiest and most fully human of all loves, the crown of life.”

“Sleep came like a fruit which falls into the hand almost before you have touched it.”

“Your natural life is derived from your parents; that does not mean it will stay there if you do nothing about it. You can lose it by neglect, or you can drive it away by committing suicide. You have to feed it and look after it: but always remember you are not making it, you are only keeping up a life you got from someone else. In the same way a Christian can lose the Christ-life which has been put into him, and he has to make efforts to keep it.”

“For Christianity is a fighting religion. It thinks God made the world—that space and time, heat and cold, and all the colours and tastes, and all the animals and vegetables, are things that God ‘made up out of His head’ as a man makes up a story. But it also thinks that a great many things have gone wrong with the world that God made and that God insists, and insists very loudly, on our putting them right again.”

“some of the miracles do locally what God has already done universally: others do locally what He has not yet done, but will do.”

“El orgullo no viene a través de nuestra naturaleza animal en absoluto. Este viene directamente del infierno. Es puramente espiritual, y en consecuencia, es mucho más mortífero y sutil. Por la misma razón, el orgullo puede ser a menudo utilizado para combatir los vicios menores. Los maestros, de hecho, a menudo acuden al orgullo de los alumnos, o, como ellos lo llaman, a la estimación que sienten por sí mismos, para impulsarles a comportarse correctamente: más de un hombre ha superado la cobardía, la lujuria o el mal carácter aprendiendo a pensar que estas cosas no son dignas de él… es decir, por orgullo. El demonio se ríe. Le importa muy poco ver cómo os hacéis castos y valientes y dueños de vuestros impulsos siempre que, en todo momento, él esté infligiendo en vosotros la dictadura del orgullo… del mismo modo que no le importaría que se os curasen los sabañones si se le permitiera a cambio infligiros un cáncer. Porque el orgullo es un cáncer espiritual, devora la posibilidad misma del amor, de la satisfacción, o incluso del sentido común.”