Notes

Chapter One: The Mystery

[1] strikes the wrong note: Donald E. Glover, C. S. Lewis: The Art of Enchantment (Athens, OH: Ohio University Press, 1981), 141.

[2] incongruous: Clyde S. Kilby, The Christian World of C. S. Lewis (Abingdon: Marcham Manor Press, 1965), 145.

[3] to be true . . . taking it into Narnia: Peter J. Schakel, Reading with the Heart: The Way into Narnia, 140.

[4] about Christ: C. S. Lewis, Letter to Anne Jenkins, March 5, 1961, in Collected Letters, Vol. 3, 1244.

[5] In The Silver Chair . . . “God with us”: Although Aslan appears alongside Jill and Eustace at the end of the story, it is actually their location that has changed, not his. See my Planet Narnia, 132–133.

[6] swift of foot: C. S. Lewis, The Horse and His Boy, 164.

[7] which goes on forever . . . better than the one before: C. S. Lewis, The Last Battle, 211.

[8] jumble . . . full of inconsistencies: A. N. Wilson, C. S. Lewis: A Biography (New York: W. W. Norton & Co., 1990), 225.

[9] uneven . . . hastily written: Humphrey Carpenter, The Inklings, 224–227.

[10] glibly . . . whizz-bang, easy-come-easy-go, slap-it-down kind of way: Brian Sibley, Cover Stories, BBC Radio 4 (11:30 a.m., June 13, 2002).

[11] the inner consistency of reality: J. R. R. Tolkien, “On Fairy Stories,” in Tales from the Perilous Realm (New York: Houghton Mifflin, 2008), 362.

[12] what he thought . . . about anything: Owen Barfield, Owen Barfield on C. S. Lewis, 122.

[13] cannot be taken in at a glance . . . by very intricate paths: C. S. Lewis, The Discarded Image: An Introduction to Medieval and Renaissance Literature, 194.

[14] arbitrary: C. S. Lewis, “On Stories,” in Of Other Worlds: Essays and Stories, 13.

[15] the curve of every wave and the flight of every insect: C. S. Lewis, Letters to Malcolm, 56.

[16] at first looks planless, though all is planned: Lewis, Discarded Image, 194.

[17] puzzles to solve or secret writing to decode: Laurence Harwood, C. S. Lewis, My Godfather: Letters, Photos and Recollections, 98.

[18] tous exo: C. S. Lewis, “Rejoinder to Dr. Pittenger,” in God in the Dock, 181.

[19] in the frankest way as friends should . . . I have never known a man more open about his private life: George Sayer, “Jack on Holiday,” in James T. Como, ed., Remembering C. S. Lewis: Recollections of Those Who Knew Him (San Francisco: Ignatius, 2005), 339.

[20] Jack never ceased to be secretive: George Sayer, Jack: C. S. Lewis and His Times, 238.

[21] “Hallo, yoicks, gone that way” . . . followed his directions: Ibid., 209.