Though under earth, and throneless now I beYet while I lived all earth was under me.

I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn't any Narnia.

Crying is all right in its way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.

It is a very funny thing that the sleepier you are, the longer you take about getting to bed.

I have come, " said a deep voice behind them. They turned and saw the Lion himself, so bright and real and strong that everything else began at once to look pale and shadowy compared with him.

You would not have called to me unless I had been calling to you, " said the Lion.

The truth is, he was so glad at being free from his long enchantment that all dangers seemed a game in comparison. But the rest found it an eerie journey.

They were making a riotous noise, but it was much more like music - rather advanced music which you don't quite take in at the first hearing - than birds' songs ever are in our world.

Damsel, " said the Prince, bowing to her. "You are of a high courage, and therefore, I doubt not, you come of a noble blood in your own world.

When I was at school one would have said, 'I swear by the Bible.' But Bibles were not encouraged at Experiment House.

And not wretched sausages half full of bread and soya bean either, but real meaty, spicy ones, fat and piping hot and burst and just the tiniest bit burnt.

Threatening a current or former partner isn't passion, or love, or heartache. It's violence, it's abuse and it's a crime.

He liked lonely places, because he never really felt alone.

Love is blind but boundless in vision.

Oh good gray head which all men knew!

A celebrity, whatever I am, you get cut off sometimes from people just by circumstance.

This disaster did not force us to abandon our ideal; on the contrary, from the very first months of the conflict, it led us to define precisely the conditions for its realization.

I think that's the struggle of our normality is that we have oppressed desires because of what is accepted and not accepted in society.

Words kill, words give life; they're either poison or fruit--- YOU choose.

I think life is too short not to be doing something which you really believe in.

Forever on Thanksgiving Day the heart will find the pathway home.