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: Why love, if losing hurts so much? I have no answers anymore: only the life I have lived. Twice in that life I've been given the choice: as a boy and as a man. The boy chose safety, the man chooses suffering. The pain now is part of the happiness then. That's the deal.
: Christopher can scoff, Jack, but I know how hard you've been praying; and now God is answering your prayers. C. S. Lewis
: That's not why I pray, Harry. I pray because I can't help myself. I pray because I'm helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time, waking and sleeping. It doesn't change God, it changes me.
C. S. Lewis
: Pain is God's megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
: He comes; he sleeps; he goes. So the plot thickens.
[mourning Joy's passing
] Douglas Gresham
] I sure would like to see her again. C. S. Lewis
: [also sobbing
] Me too.
: Will you marry this foolish, frightened old man... who needs you more than he can bear to say... who loves you, even though he hardly knows how?
: I love you, Joy. I love you so much. You made me so happy. I didn't know I could be so happy.
: Have you got any cranberry sauce, Mrs. Young? Mrs. Young
: Cranberry sauce, what's that? C.S. Lewis
: Well, it's a sauce made from... cranberries. Mrs. Young
: Well, you find me some cranberries, Mr. Lewis, and I'll sauce them.
: But she's not... C. S. Lewis
: Not my wife. No, how could she be? I'd have to love her, wouldn't I? She'd have to be more important to me than anything in the World. I'd have to be suffering the torments of the damned. The thought of losing her... Harry
: I'm so sorry, Jack. I didn't know. C. S. Lewis
: Neither did I, Harry.
: [Jack makes his first public appearance after Joy's death
] Well done, Jack. Life must go on. Jack
: I don't know whether it must, Harry, but it certainly does.
: At my first coming into the world I had been implicitly warned never to trust a Papist, and at my first coming into the English Faculty explicitly never to trust a philologist. Tolkien was both.
: Why am I so afraid? I never knew her love could hurt so much, and I love you and all I want is to love you. Beyond every door I hear your voice saying to me, 'This is only the land of shadows. Real life hasn't begun yet.'