Life: The Excess of Vitality
He could not feel that they were an island of life journeying through an abyss of death. He felt almost the opposite — that life was waiting outside the little iron egg-shell in which they rode, ready at any moment to break in, and that, if it killed them, it would kill them by excess of its vitality.1
1 Lewis, C. S. Out of the Silent Planet. (New York: Scribner, 1938), 145.
About this Piece
Date Published
Nov
15
2007
