Category Archives: The Chronicles of Narnia

by Clive Staples Lewis (1956) “You will go to your death, then,” said Jewel. “Do you think I care if Aslan doomes me to death?” said the King. “That would be nothing, nothing at all. Would it not be better … Continue reading →

by Clive Staples Lewis (1953) “Many fall down, and few return to the sunlit lands” “Very well. We’ll have to manage without it. But there’s one thing more I want to know. If this owls’ parliment, as you call it, … Continue reading →

by Clive Staples Lewis (1952) Where sky and water meet, Where the waves grow sweet, Doubt not, Reepicheep, To find all you seek, There is the utter East. (On Board The Dawn Treader) At first the only people who cheered … Continue reading →

by Clive Staples Lewis (1951) “Is it possible, Glenstorm?” said the Badger. “The time is ripe,” said Glenstorm. “I watch the skies, Badger, for it is mine to watch, as it is yours to remember. Tarva and Alambil have met … Continue reading →

by Clive Staples Lewis (1955) “Why, if we can get back to our own world by jumping into this pool, mightn’t we get somewhere else by jumping into one of the others? Supposing there was a world at the bottom … Continue reading →

So they went and knocked on the study door, and the Professor said “Come in,” and got up and found chairs for them and said he was quite at their disposal. Then he sat listening to them with the tips … Continue reading →