My sister Susan,” answered Peter shortly and gravely, “is no longer a friend of Narnia.

Oh, hijos de Adán, ¡con qué habilidad os defendéis de todo lo que os puede hacer bien!

-¡Qué hermoso eres! Puedes comerme si quieres. Prefiero que me devores tú a servir de alimento a cualquier otro.

Grief is great. Only you and I in this land know that yet. Let us be good to one another.

No se puede alcanzar la suprema sabiduria sin sacrificios.

Narnia, Narnia, Narnia, despierta. Ama. Piensa. Habla. Sed arboles que caminan. Sed bestias que hablan. Sed aguas divinas.

That one small noise brought back the old days to the children’s minds more than anything that had happened yet. All the battles and hunts and feasts came rushing into their heads together.

Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all of those things-trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones... That's why I'm going to stand by the play world. I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to live like a Narnian even if there isn't any Narnia.--Puddleglum, The Silver Chair, C. S. Lewis

Lacht und fürchtet euch nicht, ihr Geschöpfe. Jetzt, da ihr nicht mehr stumm und geistlos seid, müsst ihr nicht mehr immer ernst sein. Denn wo Sprache ist, da sind Witze ebenso wie Wahrheit