C. S. Lewis

C. S. Lewis
Clive Staples Lewiswas a British novelist, poet, academic, medievalist, literary critic, essayist, lay theologian, broadcaster, lecturer, and Christian apologist. He held academic positions at both Oxford University, 1925–54, and Cambridge University, 1954–63. He is best known for his fictional work, especially The Screwtape Letters, The Chronicles of Narnia, and The Space Trilogy, and for his non-fiction Christian apologetics, such as Mere Christianity, Miracles, and The Problem of Pain...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth29 November 1898
CountryIreland
Friendship is born at that moment when one man says to another: "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . ."
To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant. To the great western woods, King Edmund the Just. To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle. And to the clear northern skies, I give you King Peter the Magnificent. Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens.
No book is really worth reading at the age of ten which is not equally – and often far more – worth reading at the age of fifty and beyond.
A children's story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children's story in the slightest.
If a man thinks he is not conceited, he is very conceited indeed.
She's the sort of woman who lives for others - you can tell the others by their hunted expression.
God is no fonder of intellectual slackers than He is of any other slacker.
Don't say it was delightful; make us say delightful when we've read the description. You see, all those words (horrifying, wonderful, hideous, exquisite) are only like saying to your readers Please will you do the job for me.
Atheism turns out to be too simple. If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning...
There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it.
It is funny how mortals always picture us as putting things into their minds: in reality our best work is done by keeping things out.
It is when we notice the dirt that God is most present in us; it is the very sign of His presence.
[The decay of Logic results from an] untroubled assumption that the particular is real and the universal is not.
I was with book, as a woman is with child.