“I am a product […of] endless books. My father bought all the books he read and never got rid of any of them. There were books in the study, books in he drawing room, books in the cloakroom, books (two deep) in the great bookcase on the landing, books in the bedroom, books piled high as my shoulder in the cistern attic, books of all kinds reflecting every transient stage of my parents’ interest, books readable and unreadable, books suitable for a child and books most emphatically not. Nothing was forbidden me. In the seemingly endless rainy afternoons I took volume after volume from the shelves. I had always the same certainty of finding a book that was new to me as a man who walks into a field has of finding a new blade of grass.”
— C. S. Lewis
C. S. Lewis, to my mind, the greatest Christian thinker of the 20th century, shaped by books and the gift of his written works have influenced millions of the faithful.
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I hate to say it, but growing up in the television age, I was not “a product of books.” At least, not until I reached adulthood and discovered the expanses of good literature (such as Lewis’).