“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?”
More from C. S. Lewis
“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art....It has no survival value; rather…”
“We need others physically, emotionally, intellectually; we need them if we are to know…”
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and…”
“Did you ever know, dear, how much you took away with you when you left?”