February 9
St. John's saying that God is love has long been balanced in my mind against the remark of a modern author (M. Denis de Rougemont) that "love ceases to be a demon only when he ceases to be a god"; which of course can be re-stated in the form "begins to be a demon the moment he begins to be a god." This balance seems to me an indispensable safeguard. If we ignore it the truth that God is love may slyly come to mean for us the converse, that love is God. ~The Four Loves (p7) CS Lewis
February 8
I am very sorry indeed to hear that anxieties again assail you. (By the way, don't "weep inwardly" and get a sore throat. If you must weep, weep: a good honest howl! I suspect we – and especially, my sex – don't cry enough now-a-days. Aeneas and Hector and Beowulf, Roland and Lancelot blubbered like schoolgirls, so why shouldn't we?). Letters to an American Lady, (p25) CS Lewis
February 7
"At present we are on the outside of the world, the wrong side of the door. We discern the freshness and purity of morning, but they do not make us fresh and pure. We cannot mingles with the splendors we see. But all the leaves of the New testament are rustling with the rumor that it will not always be so. Some day, God willing, we shall get in." ~The Weight of Glory (p43), CS Lewis
February 6
So six entries have already gone by and I still have not used a quote from the Chronicles of Narnia. Much too long. After Aslan had revived from the stone table, the battle is over and Lucy and Susan are discussing what just happened and speaking about Edmund:
"Does he know," whispered Lucy to Susan, "what Aslan did for him? Does he know what the arrangement with the Witch really was?"
"Hush! No. Of course not," said Susan.
"Oughtn't he to be told?" said Lucy.
"Oh, surely not," said Susan. "It would be too awful for him. Think how you'd feel if you were he.
"All the same I think he ought to know," said Lucy. But at that moment they were interrupted.
