CS Lewis

I read and loved the Narnia books despite being irritated by the theology but have never read anything else. I think I should. (If I ever recover the ability to read books, of course.)

Yesterday there was this:

Five senses; an incurably abstract intellect; a haphazardly selective memory; a set of preconceptions and assumptions so numerous that I can never examine more than a minority of them—never become conscious of them all. How much of total reality can such an apparatus let through?

quoted here, in a thought-provoking article recommended by a friend, which reminded me of this post by another.

Today there is this:

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket – safe, dark, motionless, airless – it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.

from the ever-flowing river of whiskey.

Both of those speak volumes to me at the moment.

2 Replies to “CS Lewis”

  1. Lewis had huge impact on me, mostly for the good, I think. He had his faults (most of which you’ve met in the Narnia books) — sexism, a fatal glibness, a tendency to straw-man arguments — but he had a really serious devotional life, and from it he gained a much clearer picture of what really transpired in his mind than most people have.

    Screwtape’s a good read.

  2. I’ve never quite been able to cope with him killing evryone off in that ridiculous train crash, and have always worried a little about whatever happened to poor Susan, left out of the train crash, and presumabley denied entry to heaven on account of her being seduced by the world the flash and the devil in the form of post-war nylon stockings… but still, I love them, ‘The Voyage of the Dawn Treader’ being my favourite, and the one I come back to again and again.

    I concur with Dale about Screwtape, (similar problem with the ending, mind), I always mean to read more, especially ‘Surprised by Joy’. In fact I moght go order a penny copy now if I can find one…

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