They talked about God. They had no picture in their minds of some mist steaming upward: rather of strong, skillful hands thrust down to make, and mend, perhaps even to destroy.

“I have at last come to the end of the Faerie Queene: and though I say "at last"…”

“Tirian, with his head against Jewel's flank, slept as soundly as if he were in …”

“When all that says 'it is good' has been debunked, what says 'I want' remains. …”

“Into an allegory a man can put only what he already knows; in a myth he puts wh…”