Showing posts with label C.S. Lewis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label C.S. Lewis. Show all posts

08 September 2012

Quote of the week: C.S. Lewis, God in the Dock: Essays on Theology and Ethics

“For my own part, I tend to find the doctrinal books often more helpful in devotion than the devotional books, and I rather suspect that the same experience may await many others. I believe that many who find that ‘nothing happens’ when they sit down, or kneel down, to a book of devotion, would find that the heart sings unbidden while they are working their way through a tough bit of theology with a pipe in their teeth and a pencil in their hand.”

- C.S. Lewis, God in the Dock: Essays on Theology and Ethics

27 August 2012

Quote of the week: C.S. Lewis, An Experiment in Criticism

“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 of eyes, but it is still I who see. Here, as in worship, as in love, I transcend myself; and am never more myself than when I do.”
~C.S. Lewis, An Experiment in Criticism

07 August 2012

Quote of the Week: C.S. Lewis, The Great Divorce

   ‘I don’t know about all, Sir,’ said I. ‘Am I right in thinking the Lizard really turned into the Horse?’
   ‘Aye. But it was killed first. Ye’ll not forget that part of the story?’
   ‘I’ll try not to, Sir. But does it mean that everything—everything—that is in us can go on to the Mountains?’
   ‘Nothing, not even the best and noblest, can go on as it now is. Nothing, not even what is lowest and most bestial, will not be raised again if it submits to death. It is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body. Flesh and blood cannot come to the Mountains. Not because they are too rank, but because they are too weak. What is a lizard compared with a stallion? Lust is a poor, weak, whimpering, whispering thing compared with that richness and energy of desire which will arise when lust has been killed.’

Lewis, C. S. (2009-05-28). The Great Divorce (Collected Letters of C.S. Lewis) (p. 114). Harper Collins, Inc.. Kindle Edition.