C. S. Lewis Quotes

How folks lay claim to a loved one is they give you a name of their own. They figure to label you as their property.

I want my name back.

Well done, now give it back to them.

Poor slob without a name. It's a little inconvenient, his not having a name. But I haven't the right to give him one: he'll have to wait until he belongs to somebody. We just sort of took up by the river one day, we don't belong to each other: he's an independent, and so am I. I don't want to own anything until I know I've found the place where me and things belong together.

We bought it, we own it, and we're going to take it back.

You see the names of places roundabout? They're mine now, and I've turned them inside out.

My body parts are all I have left now that are only mine - the world owns everything else.

Every evil complained of has been remedied—this fully compensates me for all I have suffered.

My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun - In Corners - till a Day The Owner passed - identified - And carried Me away -

If you don't own a train company then you go and paint on one instead... it all comes from that thing at school when you had to have name tags in the back of something... that makes it belong to you. You can own half the city by scribbling your name over it.

I just want my name back so my life can go back to chaotic and weird instead of chaotic and desperate.

There is always a time to make right what is wrong.

You have to name it to claim it

Stories can break the dignity of a people, but stories can also repair that broken dignity.

God makes crooked straight for us and sets things right when they seem to go dead wrong.

I'd be ashamed to see a woman walking around with my name-label on her, address and railway station, like a wardrobe trunk.

I refuse to pronounce the names of possession and nonpossession.

My name is not Susan, so watch what you say. If you still need her, then be on your way.

Can injustice one way be corrected without the interim reaction that tries to impose injustice the other way?

...it is a sneaking piece of cowardice for authors to put feigned names to their works, as if, like bastards of their brain, they were afraid to own them.

In this world one must have a name; it prevents confusion, even when it does not establish identity. Some, though, are known by numbers, which also seem inadequate distinctions.

Yes," I said. "My name is seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.

First name: Mister; middle name: period; last name T.

You're kinda striding the line of what's yours and theirs. What's yours, what's mine, what's ours as creators of it and what's yours as owners.

Call me any name you like I will never deny it.