It's not a question of God 'sending' us to Hell. In each of us there is something growing up which will of itself be Hell unless it is nipped in the bud.

Lewis created a new kind of marriage between theological reflection and poetic imagination.

The blessings of the devil is the beginning of dread.

... In our family, if you said the words 'I feel, ' they better be followed with 'hungry' or 'cold'. Because we didn't get personal, that's just how it was.

Mind of myth sees ghost.

All things excellent are as difficult as they are rare.

I want to be done, and actually, go "I had a good run. No regrets. I'm ready to step aside."

If I wanted you to understand it, I would have explained it better.

I would never want a book's autograph. I am a proud non-reader of books.

I follow nature as the surest guide, and resign myself with implicit obedience to her sacred ordinances.

My weakness is sweets. I like bread pudding and cheesecake in particular.