Title: The Silver Chair.
Author: C.S. Lewis.
Genre: Fiction, literature, children's lit, YA, fantasy, adventure, religion.
Publication Date: September 7, 1953.
Summary: Narnia, where giants wreak havoc, where evil weaves a spell, where enchantment once again rules. Through dangers untold and caverns deep and dark, a noble band of friends - Eustace on his second adventure in Narnia since the sailing of the Dawn Treader, his school-mate Jill, and the marsh-wiggle Puddleglum - are sent by Aslan himself to rescue a prince held captive. But their mission to the Underland brings them face-to-face with an evil more beautiful and more deadly than they ever expected.
My rating: 7.5/10.
♥ Crying is all right in its way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.
♥ "Will you promise not to--do anything to me, if I do come?" said Jill.
"I make no promise," said the Lion.
Jill was so thirsty now that, without noticing it, she had come a step nearer.
"Do you eat girls?" she said.
"I have swallowed up girls and boys, women and men, kings and emperors, cities and realms," said the Lion. It didn't say this as if it were boasting, nor as if it were sorry, nor as if it were angry. It just said it.
♥ "I was wondering--I mean--could there be some mistake? Because nobody called me and Scrubb, you know. It was we who asked to come here. Scrubb said we were to call to--to Somebody--it was a name I wouldn't know--and perhaps the Somebody would let us in. And we did, and then we found the door open."
"You would not have called to me unless I had been calling to you," said the Lion.
♥ "...And secondly, I give you a warning. Here on the mountain I have spoken to you clearly: I will not often do so down in Narnia. Here on the mountain, the air is clear and your mind is clear; as you drop down into Narnia, the air will thicken. Take great care that it does not confuse your mind. And the signs which you have learned here will not look at all as you expect them to look, when you meet them there. That is why it is so important to know them by heart and pay no attention to appearances. Remember the signs and believe in the signs. Nothing else matters."
♥ "I'm not going to lose an opportunity like this. It will do me good. They all say - I mean, the other wiggles all say - that I'm too flighty; don't take life seriously enough. If they've said it once, they've said it a thousand times. 'Puddleglum,' they've said, 'you're altogether too full of bobance and bounce and high spirits. You've got to learn that life isn't all fricasseed frogs and eel pie. You want something to sober you down a bit. We're only saying it for your on good Puddleglum.' That's what they say. Now a job like this - a journey up north just as winter's beginning, looking for a Prince that probably isn't there, by way of a ruined city that no one has ever seen - will be just the thing. If that doesn't steady a champ, I don't know what will."
♥ The three travelers scrambled to their feet and joined hands. One wanted the touch of a friend's hand at a moment like that.
♥ "Doubtless," said the Prince, "this signifies that Aslan will be our good lord, whether he means to live or die. And all's one, for that. Now, by my counsel, we shall all kneel and kiss his likeness, and then all hake hands one with another, as true friends that may shortly be parted. And then, let us descend into the city and take the adventure that is sent us."
♥ "Friends," said the Prince, "When once a man is launched on such an adventure as this, he must bid farewell to hopes and fears, otherwise death or deliverance will both come too late to save his honor and his reason."
♥ After that, the Head's friends saw that the Head was no use as a Head, so they got her made an Inspector to interfere with other Heads. And wen they found she wasn't much good even at that, they got her into Parliament where she lived happily ever after.