Remember that all worlds draw to an end and that noble death is a treasure which no one is too poor to buy.
C.S. LewisTags: narnia
That world is ended, as if it had never been. Let the race of Adam and Eve take warning.
C.S. LewisTags: narnia
You have a traitor there, Aslan," said the Witch. Of course everyone present knew that she meant Edmund. But Edmund had got past thinking about himself after all he'd been through and after the talk he'd had that morning. He just went on looking at Aslan. It didn't seem to matter what the Witch said.
C.S. LewisTags: narnia
Though under earth, and throneless now I be
Yet while I lived all earth was under me.
A dragon has just flown over the tree-tops and lighted on the beach. Yes, I am afraid it is between us and the ship. And arrows are no use against dragons. And they're not at all afraid of fire."
"With your Majesty's leave-" began Reepicheep.
"No, Reepicheep," said the King very firmly, "you are not to attempt a single combat with it.
Tags: narnia
There is a kind of happiness and wonder that makes you serious. It is too good to waste on jokes.
C.S. LewisThings never happen the same way twice.
C.S. LewisTags: narnia
this is a book about something
C.S. LewisTags: fantasy christian narnia aslan c-s-lewis digory magician-s-nephew polly
A long time ago, I opened a book, and this is what I found inside: a whole new world. It isn't the world I live in, although sometimes it looks a lot like it. Sometimes, though, it feels closest to my world when it doesn't look like it at all. That world is enormous, yet it all fits inside an everyday object. I don't have to keep everything I find there, but what I choose to take with me is more precious than anything I own, and there is always more where that came from. The world I found was inside a book, and then that world turned out to be made of even more books, each of which led to yet another world. It goes on forever and ever. At nine I thought I must get to Narnia or die. It would be a long time before I understood that I was already there.
Laura MillerThe castle of Cair Paravel on its little hill towered up above them; before them were the sands, with rocks and little pools of salt water, and seaweed, and the smell of the sea and long miles of bluish-green waves breaking for ever and ever on the beach. And oh, the cry of the seagulls! Have you ever heard it? Can you remember?
C.S. LewisTags: sea narnia magical place
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