It is not out of compliment that lovers keep on telling one another how beautiful they are; the delight is incomplete till it is expressed

It is not out of compliment that lovers keep on telling one another how beautiful they are; the delight is incomplete till it is expressed.

Author: C. S. Lewis

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Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself.

You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.

Friendship is unnecessary like philosophy like art... It has no survival value, rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.

Since it is so likely that children will meet cruel enemies, let them at least have heard of brave knights and heroic courage.

Love is when two people know everything about each other and are still friends.

I have found out that there ain’t no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.

I love to travel, but hate to arrive.

In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind.