The book is a film that takes place in the mind of the reader. That’s why we go to movies and say, “Oh, the book is better.
To read in bed is to draw around us invisible, noiseless curtains. Then at last we are in a room of our own and are ready to burrow back, back to that private life of the imagination we all led as a child and to whose secret satisfactions so many of us have mislaid the key.
I am almost inclined to set it up as a canon that a children’s story which is enjoyed only by children is a bad children’s story.
You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
Outside of a dog, a book is a man’s best friend. Inside of a dog it’s too dark to read.”
The Holy Scriptures are our letters from home.
Though at first the cruel thorn hurt sore, as long years passed I learned at last to love it more and more. I learned He never gives a thorn without this added grace, He takes the thorn to pin aside the veil which hides His face.
What happens when you delete “com” from the word compromise? You’re left with a “promise.” We were made for more than compromise. We were made for God’s promises in every area of our lives.
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.
There are two things in life for which we are never truly prepared: Twins.
Any man may commit a mistake, but none but a fool will continue in it.
In the United States, the majority undertakes to supply a multitude o ready-made opinions for the use of individuals, who are thus relieved from the necessity of forming opinions of their own.
The legacy of heroes is the memory of a great name and the inheritance of a great example.
Hide not your talents, they for use were made, What’s a sundial in the shade?
Today a reader, tomorrow a leader.
Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly;...who at best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.
You say, ‘If I had a little more, I should be very satisfied.’ You make a mistake. If you are not content with what you have, you would not be satisfied if it were doubled.
John Ploughman says “of two evils choose neither. Don’t choose the least, but let all evils alone.”
The cost of a thing is the amount of what I will call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.
Luck, that’s when preparation and opportunity meet.
This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man then.
Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become.
Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,When he bares his teeth, winter meets it’s death,And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.