We can never know what might have been but what is to come is another matter entirely - C. S. Lewis

Every poet and musician and artist, but for Grace, is drawn away from the love of the thing he tells, to the love of the telling till, down in Deep Hell, they cannot be interested in God at all but only in what they say about Him

I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen. Not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.

We must picture hell as a state where everyone is perpetually concerned about his own dignity and advancement, where everyone has a grievance, and where everyone lives with the deadly serious passions of envy, self-importance, and resentment.