Charles Williams loved his son with reservations, complaining that "a child is a guest of a somewhat inconsistent temperament, rather difficult to get rid of, almost pushing; a poor relation rather than a pleasant kind.

— Philip Zaleski

Christian myth, reveals the truth that "the Christian was (and is) still like his forefathers a mortal hemmed into a hostile world.

— Philip Zaleski

C.S. Lewis had come to demand of his nightly prayers a "realization," "a certain vividness of the imagination and the affectations" – a sure recipe for sleeplessness and misery.

— Philip Zaleski

Everyone and everything needed to be raised to its highest level – the teacher must become a mage, the husband a knight errant, the labor a hero in a sacred drama – intensified, rarefied, baptized in the turbulent waters of restlessness, curiosity, and ardor.

— Philip Zaleski

Fidelity in marriage requires self-will and self-denial.

— Philip Zaleski

He called himself Jack, a plain handshake of a name, a far cry from the Clive Staples he had been christened, and to be Jack was the hard work of a lifetime.

— Philip Zaleski

He loved his family, his friends, his writing, his painting; he knew their flaws, but they neither surprised nor embittered him.

— Philip Zaleski

He trusted the cosmos – but not necessarily the powers that held sway on earth.

— Philip Zaleski

He would henceforth worship and defend the very reason for Joy, the Almighty Maker of Joy.

— Philip Zaleski

Imagination pointed toward truth but could not disclose it directly.

— Philip Zaleski