It was great to reread The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe after reading The Magician’s Nephew a few weeks ago. While the first volume is an allegory of creation and the fall, the second is on redemption.
There is a reason this book is the most famous of all The Chronicles of Narnia. It is so good and causes you to rejoice over the picture of Christ you see in Aslan.
- Mr. Tumnus: “Why it is she that has got all Narnia under her thumb. It’s she that makes it always winter. Always winter and never Christmas; think of that!” (19).
- None of the children knew who Aslan was any more than you do; but the moment the Beaver had spoken these words everyone felt quite different…At the name of Aslan each one of the children felt something jump in its inside (67-68).
- Mr. Beaver: “Who said anything about safe? Cause he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you” (80).
- And Lucy felt running through her that deep shiver of gladness which you only get if you are being solemn and still (107).
- People who have not been in Narnia sometimes think that a thing cannot be good and terrible at the same time. If the children had ever thought, so they were cured of it now. For when they tried to look at Aslan’s face they just caught a glimpse of the golden mane and the great, royal, solemn, overwhelming eyes; and then they found they couldn’t look at him and went all trembly (126).
- His voice was deep and rich and somehow took the fidgets out of them. They now felt glad and quiet and it didn’t seem awkward to them to stand and say nothing (128).
- Aslan: “…there is a magic deeper still which she did not know. Her knowledge goes back only to the dawn of time. But if she could have looked a little further back…she would have known that when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitors’ stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards” (163).
- It was such a romp as no one has ever had except in Narnia; and whether it was more like playing with a thunderstorm or playing with a kitten Lucy could never make up her mind (164).
- Mr. Beaver: “He’ll often drop in. Only you mustn’t press him. He’s wild, you know. Not like a tame lion” (182).