Cowards live for the sake of living, but for heroes, life is a weapon, a thing to be spent, a gift to be given to the weak and the lost and the weary, even to the foolish and the cowardly. N.D. Wilson More Quotes by N.D. Wilson More Quotes From N.D. Wilson The fall of man did not introduce evil; it placed us on the wrong side of it, under its rule, needing rescue. N.D. Wilson evil men fall Plato, the first true pope of philosophy (sorry, Socrates), argued for a World of Forms above the reality-a transcendent plane of perfect essences, pure and lovely, where nothing ever gets muddy (including the essence of mud.) N.D. Wilson plato sorry philosophy In Bright Shadow: C.S. Lewis on the Imagination for Theology and Discipleship N.D. Wilson discipleship shadow imagination To love is to be selfless. To be selfless is to be fearless. To be fearless is to strip your enemies of their greatest weapon. Even if they break our bodies and drain our blood, we are unvanquished. Our goal was never to live; our goal is to love. It is the goal of all truly noble men and women. Give all that can be given. Give even your life itself. N.D. Wilson noble-man love-is men Live Like a Narnian: Christian Discipleship in C.S. Lewis’s Chronicles N.D. Wilson christian-discipleship discipleship christian If God gives you (or makes you) a joke, what are you meant to do in response? (Receive it. Laugh.) N.D. Wilson giving profound son You fainted,' Tom said. Reg coughed. No, I didn't,' he said. 'Women faint. People afraid of needles faint. Men black out. N.D. Wilson black men people That wasn't me. I'm not a morning person. There's another person inside of me that does all the morning things. N.D. Wilson persons doe morning Kansas is not easily impressed. It has seen houses fly and cattle soar. When funnel clouds walk through the wheat, big hail falls behind. As the biggest stones melt, turtles and mice and fish and even men can be seen frozen inside. And Kansas is not surprised. Henry York had seen things in Kansas, things he didn't think belonged in this world. Things that didn't. Kansas hadn't flinched. N.D. Wilson men fall thinking Glory is sacrifice, glory is exhaustion, glory is having nothing left to give. N.D. Wilson sacrifice glory giving In the Darwinian world, self-preservation is the ultimate shiny good. N.D. Wilson preservation self world Do you dislike your role in the story, your place in the shadow? What complaints do you have that the hobbits could not have heaved at Tolkien? You have been born into a narrative, you have been given freedom. Act, and act well until you reach your final scene. N.D. Wilson finals shadow roles We are narrative creatures, and we need narrative nourishment-nar rative catechisms. N.D. Wilson catechism narrative needs Truth: We are the present. We are now. We are the razor's edge of history. The future flies at us and from that dark blur we shape the past. And the past is forever. N.D. Wilson dark forever past Marx called religion an opiate, and all too often it is. But philosophy is an anaesthetic, a shot to keep the wonder away. N.D. Wilson opiates wonder philosophy In the history of the world there have been lots of onces and lots of times, and every time has had a once upon it. Most people will tell you that the once upon a time happened in a land far, far away, but it really depends on where you are. The once upon a time may have been just outside your back door. It may have been beneath your very feet. It might not have been in a land at all but deep in the sea's belly or bobbing around on its back. N.D. Wilson land sea feet Going where no man has gone before is more difficult than it sounds. Our cousins and ancestors were no less curious than we are, and were perhaps bolder. This world is their tomb. You should look under the bed. N.D. Wilson cousin bed men After a few mouthfuls of moon-flavored air, even the stubbornly drowsy can find themselves wide-eyed.. All the normal noises of life were gone, leaving behind the secretive sounds, the shy sounds, the whispers and conversations of moss disputing with grass over some soft piece of earth, or the hummingbird snoring. N.D. Wilson leaving moon air Here Spring just grows and greens and warms, spreading life, wrapping us in her arms, until suddenly we realize that she's not a girl anymore. She's a woman. A woman named Summer. N.D. Wilson girl summer spring Your life is your own, your glory is your glory, but you will lose it if you keep it for yourself. Grasp it for the sake of others. N.D. Wilson glory sake life-is
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