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* '''It is the stupidest children who are most childish and the stupidest grown-ups who are most grown-up.'''

* '''It is the stupidest children who are most childish and the stupidest grown-ups who are most grown-up.'''

** Ch. 16 : The Healing of Harms

** Ch. 16 : The Healing of Harms

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=== ''[[w:The Horse and His Boy|The Horse and His Boy]]'' (1954) ===

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[[File:Etruscan Horse 3.jpg|144px|thumb|right|I tell no one any story but his own.]]

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* "It's a lion, I know it's a lion," thought Shasta. "I'm done. I wonder, will it hurt much? I wish it was over. I wonder, does anything happen to people after they're dead? O-o-oh! Here it comes! ... Why, it's not nearly as big as I thought! It's only half the size. No, it isn't even quarter the size. I do declare it's only the cat!! I must have dreamed all that about its being as big as a horse."

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** Ch. 6 : Shasta Among the Tombs

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* "My good Horse," said the Hermit ... "My good Horse, you've lost nothing but your self-conceit. No, no, cousin. Don't put back your ears and shake your mane at me. If you are really so humbled as you sounded a minute ago, you must learn to listen to sense. '''You're not quite the great Horse you had come to think, from living among poor dumb horses. Of course you were braver and cleverer than ''them''. You could hardly help being that. It doesn't follow that you'll be anyone very special in Narnia. But as long as you know you're nobody special, you'll be a very decent sort of Horse, on the whole''', and taking one thing with another."

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** Ch. 10 : The Hermit of the Southern March

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* "I was the lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. I was the lion who drove the jackals from you while you slept. I was the lion who gave the Horses the new strength of fear for the last mile so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to receive you." <br> "Then it was you who wounded Aravis?" <br> "It was I." <br> "But what for?" <br> ''' "Child," said the Voice, "I am telling you your story, not hers. I tell no one any story but his own.'''" '''

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** Aslan and Shasta, in Ch. 11 : The Unwelcome Fellow Traveller

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* And of course he knew none of the true stories about Aslan, the great Lion, the son of the Emperor-beyond-the-Sea, the King above all High Kings in Narnia. But after one glance at the Lion's face he slipped out of the saddle and fell at its feet. He couldn't say anything but then he didn't want to say anything, and he knew he needn't say anything.

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** Ch. 11 : The Unwelcome Fellow Traveller

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* "But of course that was the same boat that Aslan (he seems to be at the back of all the stories) pushed ashore at the right place for Asheesh to pick me up. I wish I knew that knight's name, fore he must have kept me alive and starved himself to do it" <br> "I suppose Aslan would say that was part of someone else's story," said Aravis. <br> "I was forgetting that," said Cor.

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** Shasta and Aravis, in Ch. 14 : How Bree Became a Wiser Horse

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* Then Hwin, though shaking all over, gave a strange little neigh, and trotted across to the Lion. <br> "Please," she said, "you're so beautiful. You may eat me if you like. I'd sooner be eaten by you than fed by anyone else." <br> "Dearest daughter," said Aslan, planting a lion's kiss on her twitching, velvet nose, "I knew you would not be long in coming to me. Joy shall be yours."

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** Ch. 14 : How Bree Became a Wiser Horse

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* "But that's just the point," groaned Bree. "Do Talking Horses roll? Supposing they don't? I can't bear to give it up. What do you think, Hwin?" <br> "I'm going to roll anyway," said Hwin. "I don't suppose any of them will care two lumps of sugar whether you roll or not."

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** Ch. 15 : Rabadash the Ridiculous

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* Aravis also had many quarrels (and, I'm afraid, even fights) with Cor, but they always made it up again: so that years later, when they were grown up, they were so used to quarrelling and making it up again that they got married so as to go on doing it more conveniently.

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** Ch. 15 : Rabadash the Ridiculous

=== ''[[w:The Magician's Nephew|The Magician's Nephew]]'' (1955) ===

=== ''[[w:The Magician's Nephew|The Magician's Nephew]]'' (1955) ===

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