Everything I Ever Needed To Know I Learned From C.S. Lewis’s The Silver Chair (Part 3 of 3)

 

Friends, when once a man is launched on such and adventure as this, he must bid farewell to hopes and fears, otherwise death and deliverance will both come too late to save his honor and his reason. *** Even a Marshwiggle gets tired of being chewed. *** There’s one good thing about being trapped down here: It’ll save funeral expenses. *** Courage, friends. Whether we live or we die, <God> will be our good lord. *** However happy you are, you can’t talk with your mouth full of snow. *** Those Northern Witches always mean the same thing, but in every age they have a different plan for getting it. *** It is a most special and unheard of honour to be allowed to ride a Centaur. *** A centaur has a man-stomach and a horse-stomach. So first of all he has porridge and pavenders and kidneys and bacon and omelette and cold ham and toast and marmalade and coffee and beer. And after that he attends to the hors part of himself by grazing for an hour or so and finish up with a hot mash, some oats and a bag of sugar. That’s why it’s such a serious thing to ask a Centaur to stay for the week-end. A very serious thing indeed. *** No one thinks a Centaur funny when he sees it. They are solemn, majestic people, full of ancient wisdom which they learn from the stars, not easily made either merry or angry, but their anger is terrible as a tidal wave when it comes. *** People don’t seem to have any particular ages on that mountain. *** It is the stupidest children who are most childish, and the stupidest grown-ups who are most grown-up. *** He has died. Most people have, you know. *** One can’t be a ghost in one’s own country. *** You can’t want any wrong things any more, now that you have died, my son. *** Bright mornings bring on wet afternoons, and you can’t expect good times to last. *** If ever you have the luck to go to Narnia yourself, do not forget to have a look at the caves.

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