There is one vice of which no man in the world is free, Lewis wrote, which every one in the world loathes when he sees it in someone else . . . The vice I am talking of is Pride . . . Pride leads to every other vice: it is the complete anti-God state of mind As long as you are proud you cannot know God. A proud man is always looking down on things and people; and, of course, as long as you are looking down, you cannot see something that is above you.
My favorite from The Chronicles:
Puddleglum, having stuck his hand in the fire to gain a moment of clarity from the spell binding words of the Queen of the Underland:
“Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all 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...four babies playing a game can make up a play-world which licks your real world hollow. 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.”