C. S. Lewis - Love Quotes

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Love may forgive all infirmities and love still in spite of them: but Love cannot cease to will their removal.

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But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see. Here, as in worship, in love, in moral action, and in knowing, I transcend myself; and am never more myself than when I do.

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Love, in the Christian sense, does not mean an emotion. It is a state not of the feelings but of the will; that state of the will which we have naturally about ourselves, and must learn to have about other people.

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The Prodigal Son at least walked home on his own feet. But who can duly adore that Love which will open the high gates to a prodigal who is brought in kicking, struggling, resentful, and darting his eyes in every direction for a chance of escape?

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If there is equality, it is in His love, not in us.

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"They would say," he answered, "that you do not fail in obedience through lack of love, but have lost love because you never attempted obedience."

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No doubt those who really founded modern science were usually those whose love of truth exceeded their love of power.

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In the midst of a world of light and love, of song and feast and dance, [Lucifer] could find nothing to think of more interesting than his own prestige.

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Praise is the mode of love which always has some element of joy in it.

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The great thing to remember is that though our feelings come and go God's love for us does not.

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Excess of love, did ye say? There was no excess, there was defect. She loved her son too little, not too much. If she had loved him more there'd be no difficulty.

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This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.

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Emeth came walking forward into the open strip of grass between the bonfire and the Stable. His eyes were shining, his face was solemn, his hand was on his sword-hilt, and he carried his head high. Jill felt like crying when she looked at his face. And Jewel whispered in the King's ear, "By the Lion's Mane, I almost love this young warrior, Calormene though he be. He is worthy of a better god than Tash.

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