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My mother used to read to me every night when I was little. We got through most of the major fantasy books of that time. The Narnia books by C.S. Lewis were my favorites and, later, Tolkien's The Lord...
Children have one kind of silliness, as you know, and grown-ups have another kind.
I thought I saw how stories of this kind could steal past a certain inhibition which had paralysed much of my own religion in childhood. Why did one find it so hard to feel as one was told one ought t...
I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now...Come further up, come further in!
I hate when I look in my closet and find clothes instead of Narnia.
Jill had, as you might say, quite fall in love with the Unicorn. She thought- and she wasn't far wrong- that he was the shiningest, delicatest, most graceful animal she had ever met; and he was so gen...
There is a kind of happiness and wonder that makes you serious. It is too good to waste on jokes.
Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia.
These two Kings and two Queens governed Narnia well, and long and happy was their reign. At first much of their time was spent in seeking out the remnants of the White Witch's army and destroying them...
A voice had begun to sing. It was very far away and Digory found it hard to decide from what direction it was coming. Sometimes it seemed to come from all directions at once. Sometimes he almost thoug...
Courage, dear heart.
It isn't Narnia, you know, sobbed Lucy. It's you. We shan't meet you there. And how can we live, never meeting you? But you shall meet me, dear one, said Aslan. Are -are you there too, Sir? said Edmun...