If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.
The story of Cassandra, the woman who told the truth but was not believed, is not nearly as embedded in our culture as that of the Boy Who Cried Wolf—that is, the boy who was believed the first few times he told the same lie. Perhaps it should be.
whenever I feel bad about having a weird name I remind myself that C.S. Lewis’ middle name was Staples
When I was a kid, one of my family members quoted the first line of Dawn Treader—"There was a boy named Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it"—and I said, "Brave words from a man whose name was Clive Staples Lewis," and my mom lost it.