The Happiest Moments

Yes, I know – one doesn’t even want to be cured of one’s pride because it gives pleasure. But the pleasure of pride is like the pleasure of scratching. If there is an itch one does want to scratch: but it is much nicer to have neither the itch nor the scratch. As long as we still have the itch of self-regard we shall want the pleasure of self approval; but the happiest moments are those when we forget our precious selves and have neither, but have everything else (God, our fellow humans, animals, the garden and the sky) instead.

CS Lewis, The Collected Letters III

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Just a little flower, turning her face to find the sun. I don’t always feel his rays on me, but when I do, the warmth and the feeling is simply wonderful, and I never want to be in the shadows again. Isn’t he lovely?

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