Love Is The Great Conqueror Of Lust.

If There Is Equality It Is In His Love, Not In Us.

Literature Adds To Reality, It Does Not Simply Describe It. It Enriches The Necessary Competencies That Daily Life Requires And Provides; And In This Respect, It Irrigates The Deserts That Our Lives Have Already Become.

To Love At All Is To Be Vulnerable. Love Anything And Your Heart Will Be Wrung.

The Calormens Have Dark Faces And Long Beards. They Wear Flowing Robes And Orange-colored Turbans, And They Are A Wise, Wealthy, Courteous, Cruel And Ancient People. They Bowed Most Politely To Caspian And Paid Him Long Compliments All About The Fountains Of Prosperity Irrigating The Gardens Of Prudence And Virtue --and Things Like That-- But Of Course What They Wanted Was The Money They Had Paid.

Don't Think Of God In Terms Of Forms, Because Forms Are Limited And God Is Unlimited.